Taking hold of the chocolate, she wastes no time in scooping an overflowing spoonful out of that. The temperate air is starting to melt the frost on the outside of the containers, leaving them slippery.
Cooper's observation actually makes her snort a little as she swallows.
She'd thought he was odd before, of course... ever since she'd turned on the 'Gear that one time to find a video of him CHEERFULLY HANGING UPSIDE-DOWN FROM A TREE, she'd started to notice that he was hardly the stuffy, uptight policeman she'd always sort of imagined him to be (even if there had been a certain fondness behind that interpretation).
But this-- from the fact that he'd joined her in her late-night fridge raid to the look of pure, blissful joy on his face as he enjoys the spoils of their hunt-- just makes her realize she has no clue what to make of him.
With some people, that'd be an unsettling feeling, but with Cooper, Heather's already decided right then and there that she likes this weird new impression more than the far-less-fun one she had in mind before.
"I dunno, I think for it to be heaven, we'd need some chocolate sauce and sprinkles," she remarks, pausing to scrape around the edges of the chocolate carton. "But the mango is pretty great, not gonna lie."
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Cooper's observation actually makes her snort a little as she swallows.
She'd thought he was odd before, of course... ever since she'd turned on the 'Gear that one time to find a video of him CHEERFULLY HANGING UPSIDE-DOWN FROM A TREE, she'd started to notice that he was hardly the stuffy, uptight policeman she'd always sort of imagined him to be (even if there had been a certain fondness behind that interpretation).
But this-- from the fact that he'd joined her in her late-night fridge raid to the look of pure, blissful joy on his face as he enjoys the spoils of their hunt-- just makes her realize she has no clue what to make of him.
With some people, that'd be an unsettling feeling, but with Cooper, Heather's already decided right then and there that she likes this weird new impression more than the far-less-fun one she had in mind before.
"I dunno, I think for it to be heaven, we'd need some chocolate sauce and sprinkles," she remarks, pausing to scrape around the edges of the chocolate carton. "But the mango is pretty great, not gonna lie."