Rachel: I'm happy you do! *sits next to him*

Rachel: D-do you like it?

Rachel: Yeah here! *gives the tray to him* I hope it doesn't taste bad...

Rachel: Okay then. I'll cook something up! *walks out the room into the kitchen and comes back with a tray of bacon and some other things* uwu~ here you go!

Rachel: We're here! *opens the door and let's him in and sets him the couch* So my parents aren't home right now but uh- Do you want anything?

Rachel: *lets go* Okay then let's go! *grabs his hand and walks to her house*

Rachel: They wouldn't do that!! I mean they are kind of-- picky sometimes. But they won't treat you like that! *hugs him*

Rachel: Why are you worried?

Rachel: R-really? I wish I c-- Wait!! I have plenty of room at my house for you! It's huge!!

Rachel: *stops and turns around* Huh?

Rachel: *hears somethig* Oh! It's my mom! I'll see you tommorow... Keaton! *walks off*

Rachel: Heh. Why not?

Rachel: Wow! Heh. Uhm I was wondering if you wanted to be friends? OwO?

Rachel: cewl uwu. *wipes dirt off her dress* Heh. Well. Tell me a bit about yourself.

Rachel: Wow! How did you know it was there?

Rachel: I wish I could help! But my parents would get mad if I got this sweater dirty. Not that I like or anything..

Rachel: *eyes light up* Really!? OwO

Rachel: So uh, what are digging for?

Rachel: Heh. I dunno. I find a lot of things cute ^^"

Rachel: Okay okay okay, I just thought it was kinda cute seeing you dig that hole. I know it's odd.