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just maybe?

she makes a face before entering, returned t - shirt now thrown over her shoulder. “ working on lyrics already ? we * just got off hiatus. ” standing on one side of the bed, poking her tummy.

does in fact, think fast, catching the shirt with quick reflexes before it hits her. “ thanks. what are you doing, anyway ? ”

because . . . [ awkwardly clears his throat. ] since we have been more cordial lately, i let my guard down around you.

the small reassurances did help her feel better, even if deep down, she knew that was just rumi’s goal. putting on a smile to mask her sadness. “ great !! tonics out, barbecue chicken in ! kajakajakaja. ” ——

“ if i knew that i wouldn't have been looking for it all day. what have i said about stealing my clothes ? ” hands on her lips, not too happy.


it's not . anyways . how was your daaaay .

walking past her room. pausing. .. slowly walking back to peek through the doorway. “ is that my shirt ... ? ”

oh. pauses. “ … it was just grape juice? ” shoulders slump. of course one of her ‘ great ideas ’ turned out to be completely useless.

omg i SAID it wasn't important 🙄

my reflexes are sharper than ever. you out of all people should know this.
