To Asher's delight, Krysta agreed to getting pizza. Her answer may have been hesitant to the idea, like she was wondering how the boy could possibly think of food at the moment, but it was a definite yes.
He could see them getting along quite well.
Maybe once things were sorted out, they could be actual friends instead of just members of the Super Awesome A and K Team. More than friends, possibly, but not overly likely in Asher's mind. There was a reason why he dream't about magazine girls and not ones he actually knew.
"Should I pack something? I have no idea what we're going to do." Krysta asked after she flicked the lights on and off. Asher gave her a quick once-over and nodded, "Change your clothes and pack some new ones." he offered, another grin appearing on his face, "Shorts would be preferable, but a nice dress or a skirt is good too if you have any."
He added in a laugh to make it sound like he was joking, but in reality he probably sounded flat out creepy. With that realization, Asher cleared his throat, "Just kidding. But as for plans... wing it, I guess. We'll think of something out as we go along. Unless you have any ideas?"
Writers block wasn't something Asher had to deal with often, seeing as creativity usually came easily to him, but in this situation Asher was stumped. He wasn't controlling what was going on, he wasn't the one writing. He had no information whatsoever, no clues that had been dropped which would help him figure this out.
He sighed and waited for Krysta to offer any possible idea's, since he for the first time in a long time, had none.