Veera dug the very last chocolate out of the huge heart-shaped box and popped it into her mouth. She sighed happily as it melted over her tongue.
“Hey!” Krystal cried from the couch. “I was gonna eat that!”
“But ith mine,” Veera replied. She swallowed the chocolate in her mouth. “You gave it to me.”
“Yeah, well,” Krystal said, standing and moving to her side. She frowned at the sight of the empty box on the counter. “We’re supposed to share. Don’t they teach sharing in Finland?”
Krystal pushed her bottom lip out, pouting. Veera could only laugh in response.
“No,” she said, struggling to keep the grin off her face. “But we do have a tradition where the person to finish the last chocolate gets a massage.”
Krystal looked over at Veera, scrunching her face up as she considered.
“Really,” she said, skeptical. “This isn’t like when you tricked me into dressing up like Batgirl?”
Veera still wasn’t entirely sure how she’d pulled that one off.
“It’s tradition,” she repeated, pushing her own bottom lip out.
Krystal’s eyes narrowed, staring her down for a few more seconds. Finally, she sighed.
“Fine,” she said, turning back to the couch and curling a finger in Veera’s direction, urging her to follow. “If it’s tradition.”