Letting It All Out (John/Elle)

John put an arm around Elle.

"I'm glad you are trying." John said.

"I put everything on hold for awhile now, I got to find away to get back." Elle said.

"You're going to do great." John said.

"I hope so." Elle said.

"You will. I have faith in you." John said.

"You always do." Elle said.

"And why shouldn't I?" John asked.

"I don't know." Elle said.

John nodded.

Elle nodded and started to sketch.

John smiled as he watched.

"You know when I'm bored, I mess with designs for your t-shirt. Cause that orange is really starting to get to me." Elle said.

John chuckled.

"I wouldn't mind new merchandise." John said.

"You need it. That's way too much orange." Elle said.

"I agree." John said.

"You need to talk to whoever does your clothes. Elle said.

"I do. My clothing sucks." John said.

"Whoever thought that was a good idea deserves to get fired." Elle said.

John laughed.

"Aw maybe that's a little harsh." John said.

"No it's not. People call you Sunkist, babe." Elle said.

John frowned.

"They do?" John asked.

"Yes, they do." Elle said.

"The people who came up with the idea for my clothing needs to get fired." John said.

"I told you. Nothing is sexy about Sunkist." Elle said.

"This is just horrible." John said.