>>”Well I can’t say anything about your cooking but, you do definitely look hot.”

Sveta smirked and took the compliment with a sip of vodka. He did not need to say it, she was aware that she was attractive, and also fairly certain that he knew it. They did make out, after all.

>>”Punk huh? We talking like colored hair, nose rings and an odd fascination with greenday? Or is a punk different in the homeland?”

"Not Greenday. Kitten Riot."

>>”You mentioned a sister.”

"Yeah, I have one." she nodded "Bo. She still lives vid the Matchmaker. I was going to bring her over after I got married... but things got out of hand, and I decided to wait till I can give her a safe home. Or she grows up. Whatever happens first."

She talked to Bo every once in a while, and she did miss her. With a sigh, she sipped some more vodka.

"I almost had a home sometimes, but never lasted long."

Laying in her bed Sam listened Sveta, ”Kitten riot? Sounds positively punkish.” Sam chuckled to himself as he leaned up and sipped his whiskey wishing there was more in it. His head was swimming and the room turned slightly. He turned to focus on Sveta and the room stopped moving while he remained focused. ”Bo?” Sam asked aloud thinking it didn’t’ really sound as Russian as Sveta. He tried to picture Bo and just ended up picturing Sveta as a southern bell. He smirked slightly and took another swig.

”Things always get out of hand here.” Sam said summing up life in the city. ”But that’s kind of why I stay. Never a boring day.” never boring and all his ‘family’ were here. The mansion was the most welcoming place he had ever been. Sure the amount of kids had a tendency to give him a headache and occasionally he’d get angry with Gawain when ever he raided his fridge for beer but it was a nice place. Though he doubted Sveta would find it as welcoming with her power set. Sam knew she didn’t like boosting powers.

”Not to sound cheesy or nothing but the mansion will always welcome you.” Sam said sipping his drink again, ”And I’m not saying that because we just made out, or because you living in the same place as me would increase the odds of this,” Sam gestured his hand towards Sveta then himself ”happening. The mansion is a home to ever needs one. You can crash in my room any time you’d like as well.” Sam said throwing it out there.

”Also you want your sister here I can make it happen like, that.” Sam said snapping his fingers making a puff of ice dust appear when he snapped. ”I know what it’s like to want your family close. Only met my blood brother a few years ago since I was five. Weird kid but he’s blood.” Sam said with a smirk.

>>”Things always get out of hand here. But that’s kind of why I stay. Never a boring day. Not to sound cheesy or nothing but the mansion will always welcome you. And I’m not saying that because we just made out, or because you living in the same place as me would increase the odds of this happening. The mansion is a home to ever needs one. You can crash in my room any time you’d like as well.”

"D'awwww" Sveta chuckled, exaggerating the sound, and poked him on the shoulder. Shameless flatterer, the guy was, and also probably meant every word he said.
Also, she was kinda curious to see if he was drunk enough yet to topple over.

>>”Also you want your sister here I can make it happen like, that. I know what it’s like to want your family close. Only met my blood brother a few years ago since I was five. Weird kid but he’s blood.”

"I might take you up on dat" she nodded "She could be in a good place in the Mansion. Not me, though." she shook her head, which made her slightly dizzy, but looked determined "No, I think dat's not the place for me. I tried, but it is very dangerous with all de mutant kids around. Besides, Jude lives dere too."

Nobody wanted that level of awkward.

When she made the sound Sam knew it was taken as ‘it was corny’ but he managed to swallow another drink and pretended it didn’t happen again. Sam sighed as Sveta poked him on the shoulder and he looked to her. He smirked at her when she said it would be a good place for her sister then frowned when she said it wasn’t a good place for her. He took a little offense to that but he understood however. Her power did make it difficult to be around anyone like them.

Sam stared at her for a few moments then leaned up again and sipped his whiskey slipping further into the already drunken state he was in. ”Your sister, she a mutant as well? Either way we can get her a room there.” Sam smirked for a second, then raised his eyebrow at Sveta. ”Dangerous yes but also helpful.” Sam flashed a toothy grin and leaned in towards her puckering his lips and making a smooching sound before continuing. ”I can just as easily get you a place on the property away from the mansion if you’d want, though the vigilante stuff better not bring around any trouble.” he said remembering when she last stayed in his room in truth it didn’t lead to any trouble but he knew it could very easily. He helped the city out but his main concern was to his family, who was everyone in the mansion.

”Who’s Jude?” Sam asked curiously, ”If you got a boyfriend you should probably tell me before I want to lean in an kiss you again. Been in shoes like that and I don’t want to be that guy.” Sam sipped his drink leaning on his elbow before pushing himself up and grabbing the bottle and filing his glass up again. ”Never a good place to be for anyone. How hearts get broken and all.”

>>”Your sister, she a mutant as well? Either way we can get her a room there. Dangerous yes but also helpful. I can just as easily get you a place on the property away from the mansion if you’d want, though the vigilante stuff better not bring around any trouble.”

"She is not a mutant. Not last time I checked, anyway."

That would be the cherry on top of a cake, if Bo ended up having the X-gene. All she needed was a little sister with powers. Ugh.

>>”Who’s Jude? If you got a boyfriend you should probably tell me before I want to lean in an kiss you again. Been in shoes like that and I don’t want to be that guy. Never a good place to be for anyone. How hearts get broken and all.”

"No hearts involved, yes?" she arched an eyebrow at him and got a refill too "Jude is not my boyfriend, not anymore. He was, for a while. We lived together, even, at the clinic, with Maya and everyting. And den, get this" she said, swinging the glass around in emphasis on how ridiculous the whole issue was "he decided he wanted to go back to being a kid. Boom, I am dating a twelve-year-old. NOoo, thank you."

Sam nodded his head when she said her sister wasn’t a mutant. Whether it was good or bad that her sister wasn’t a mutant Sam couldn’t tell but he had an idea Sveta was somewhat grateful. To keep your distance from strangers and friends was one thing but family? Sam wasn’t that close to his brother but he understood the appeal of having one. He didn’t say anything else or ask anything else about her family for now there was a more important topic that was being discussed now.

Jude was an ex-boyfriend, ex’s he could handle however he turned into a kid. Sam nodded his head and sipped his whiskey before he realized what she had said and then he started to choke on his whiskey. His eye went wide and he started to cough. ”Wait…” cough ”What?” clearly there was a language gap somewhere. She couldn’t have been dating a twelve year old. That wasn’t cool.

Shaking his head Sam decided he heard wrong and sipped some whiskey to clear his throat again. Not the best idea because he started to cough again. Sitting upright he coughed a few more times again before asking, ”One more time. No longer a boyfriend because he was a kid?”

>>”Wait… What? One more time. No longer a boyfriend because he was a kid?”

Sam choked on the whiskey, then drank more whiskey and choked some more. He was also apparently losing his listening comprehension.

"No, he is a kid now" Sveta corrected, rolling her eyes. What was he assuming exactly? "He wasn't a kid when I was dating him. He was a kid before we dated, and..."

Goddamn, this was hard to explain without sounding like a pervert.

"He was a kid, but he lived as an adult in the future, and den went back to being a kid. And den he got his powers, which allowed him to copy other powers, so he copied a power that allowed him to grow up and be an adult because his... because he had already been an adult once."

Geez. More vodka.

"And den we dated. As adults."

Another cough and Sam’s throat was clear enough for him to start drinking again however he resisted for a second only to form some more ice in each glass. When she finished explaining again Sam shook his head and took a sip. ”I thought My love life was complicated.” in truth he thought they were pretty even now. She dated a kid who wasn’t a kid then was a kid then wasn’t then was, while Sam was dealing with an ex-girlfriend who wasn’t an ex but in fact his imaginary wife one that popped up on occasional to make sure he couldn’t forget her. Yup pretty even.

Sam sipped his whiskey again then shook his head, ”So…. Future reference you might want to keep that bit of information on the down low till your like a few dates in. Not to a guy you just made out with.” Sam smirked and then sipped his drink some more and leaned in towards her recoating his lips again. He didn’t really have any room to make comments like that seeing as they both just explained more than they probably should.

”However, I’m glad you aren’t dating him. Means I’d feel bad about this.” Sam pointed to her then him and smirked again.

>>”I thought My love life was complicated.”

"Join de club" she chuckled. Now that she had said it, it strangely sounded a lot less complicated. Or a lot more. Hard to tell, at the level of vodka she had consumed.

>>”So…. Future reference you might want to keep that bit of information on the down low till your like a few dates in. Not to a guy you just made out with.”

"You asked." she pointed out shortly, and finished her drink. It seemed like Sam was over the topic and he was leaning in for some more kissing. "And dere will be no few dates anyway."

If either of them either remembered any of this in the morning.

>>”However, I’m glad you aren’t dating him. Means I’d feel bad about this.”

"Oh yes, because it is totally fine. It's not like we are drunk at all." she chuckled, giving him another kiss before she set her glass down on the floor and flopped back onto the bed "You get dat side of de bed and I get dis side. And no cold feet or I'll cut dem off."

Sleeping wasn’t something he wanted to do at the moment but he however understood enough to not press anything further. Sam looked at the window debating on going home at this point or going somewhere else but he finished his glass and laid back down staring at Sveta’s ceiling. He wasn’t really tired but he was very drunk. He doubted she would have appreciated him leaving right now.

”No cold feet.” Sam said grabbing a pillow and folding it so he was staring at the door. His good eye shifted towards Sveta for a moment till he looked back to the door. Her body heat still radiated next to him shining brightly as he slowly passed out.