Lip was laid back on his bed, hands resting underneath the back of his head,

listening to you ramble on your day; which was always adorable to him nonetheless. A subtle smile on his face, nodding every once in a while to show he was listening. You'd been bestfriends since childhood, inseperable; you might have as well lived at the Gallagher house due to how much you stayed over.

"Oh, and what'd she fuckin' say?" he chuckled, a low rasp as his gaze softened on you.