Lance came back empty-handed and searched through Paige's desk,
"I don't have something diary-like. I want a pink, girly one for you."
Paige laughed and rolled her eyes,
"Yeah, because a pink, girly one makes it more realistic."
Not finding anything of the like, Lance ran a hand through his hair,
"I'll ask my mom." He said and left again.
Paige waited for a few minutes, then Lance came back with a diary and his laptop.
"Look at this."
He handed Paige the diary while placing the Laptop on the bed. Lance positioned himself next to her and pulled her onto his body, then placed the Laptop on her stomach and started typing on the keyboard while explaining.
