Tiffany smiled a little and guessed his silence before her question probably meant he wanted a change of subject. Well, new topics she could do! She was practically a walking subject change.
"A flat diet soda," she snorted and leaned back. She paused and straightened up, feeling a little subconscious that she was sitting on her boyfriend's bed. "Tangent--I don't even know if diet sodas can be diet. Drinking one just makes me feel hungry."
As he moved for the window, she stood and moved for the kitchen to get herself a glass of water to try and distract herself from the flustered feeling that had just overcome her as a result of lounging about where he slept.
Tiffany perked up and glanced over. "Jenga!" She then laughed and shook her head, "But I don't think you keep a jenga box around here. If you give me some paper, I'll make us some cool paper airplanes that we can throw out the window and half-hope they don't hit anyone while secretly hoping they hit someone because that would be hilarious. And it wouldn't hurt the person getting hit."
She glanced around the dorm, wondering if he had any paper lying around. What student didn't have paper? Paper had so many uses--like making airplanes to throw at people. "Got any arts-and-craftsy stuff you know how to do with paper?"
