[ Another smile in her direction, brief a little brittle, anxious? and quiet, before he's back to arranging his desk.
(He should have known better. These past two years have made them each intimately aware of everything they could possibly know about each other, right down to the words and stories that were often left unsaid, untold.) ]
Have you? Because I make something.
[ Normally he'd add we can eat together. But he's in the initial stages of Hikaru Shinta Modus Operandi "I Think I've Fucked Up With Somebody Who Matters, Time to Do All the Things For Them then Remove Myself from their Presence". ]
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[ Another smile in her direction, brief
a little brittle, anxious?and quiet, before he's back to arranging his desk.(He should have known better. These past two years have made them each intimately aware of everything they could possibly know about each other, right down to the words and stories that were often left unsaid, untold.) ]
Have you? Because I make something.
[ Normally he'd add we can eat together. But he's in the initial stages of Hikaru Shinta Modus Operandi "I Think I've Fucked Up With Somebody Who Matters, Time to Do All the Things For Them then Remove Myself from their Presence". ]