Lilith had a small smirk on her face as she watched her friends both question her and describe a seemingly uneventful night. She briefly considered bringing up what happened at the diner but wasn't sure if her brother wanted it to spread to anyone else. And to be honest, she would much prefer forgetting it and moving on.

“If you [b]must[/b] know, I was spending time with John. Doesn't seem like I missed much.” She lightly teased at end, feeling more mellow and chill now that she was surrounded by two of her best friends.

Taking a drag, Lilith's eyes were drawn to the bruise on Abigail's ribs. Lilith tensed a bit, fingers twitching automatically. Her eyes flickered to Molly who seemed unsurprised by it, if not pensive. Lilith considered voicing her thoughts aloud but instead blew out smoke, glancing away as Abigail jumped into the water, having stripped down.

But, it was as Molly proceeded to get fully undressed that Lilith ended up staring at them somewhat like they were crazy. But, it [b]was[/b] why she loved them so the look didn't remain for long. [i]Fuck it,[/i] she thought to herself with a small shrug, standing up to also take off her clothing. “Eh, you raise a good point. Better to die with dignity, I suppose.” She mused, having quickly gotten undressed revealing darker skin by the comparison of her friends, tanned from the sun but rather skinny, albeit not too skinny like her friends, her having more of a figure with no real scarring apart from a small one on her hip. And she only has one tattoo, of a feather on her opposite hip.

Taking another drag, she entered the water with less enthusiasm but rather happily none the less.