[center][h1][color=6ecff6]Eira Winters ❄ Antartica[/color][/h1][hr][/center]
Eira tapped her fingers on her lap, processing what Judith had said. Then she began to tap faster, glancing around the car that allegedly belonged to Damien. She considered all sorts of things - what she was going to have for dinner, if she could afford to buy that skirt she liked and, more importantly, what the hell she was doing. Going on an impromptu investigation into something way out of her depth with some other high schoolers. One of which had a 'soft and lovable' friend, which probably meant that whoever it was happened to be neither of the two.

She was not nervous. So not nervous that her hand started to reach across the door, fitting neatly into the handle as she seriously began to question her life decisions. After some deliberation, she pressed it and the door opened with a click. Eira spared a glance at her companions as she began to slide out of the vehicle.

[color=6ecff6]"...Maybe not,"[/color] she said. [color=6ecff6]"Y'know, this kinda thing isn't my style. Tell me if you find anything."[/color] She stood up, brushing the skirt of her uniform. [color=6ecff6]"Later."[/color] Then she left, without giving either of them a chance to convince her otherwise. After all, shady detective work wasn't what she did. But she was definitely not afraid of skipping classes at all. 

With her newfound freedom, she left, intending to just walk back to school and get some work done or whatever was the best method of wasting time. But as she made her way back, she noticed a few people all chatting outside of the parking lot - from who she could see, some of her classmates were in the group. Just ignore them, do not make eye contact. Easy.

As she walked past, she heard one of them (Peter, was it?) speak up. [color=f7976a]"Sup. Gunna go grab some smash burger, wanna tag along?"[/color] Eira stopped, turning to look at the group, before realising in a moment of horror that he was not talking to her in the slightest. She froze, unsure of what to do, listening as the conversation continued slightly. It would be weird now if she just kept on going, right? So she should say something. 

[color=6ecff6]"You're... getting burgers,"[/color] she said slowly. Absolutely nailed it.