WHO: Emiliana and Matthew WHEN: Monday, October 5th (late afternoon). WHERE: Outside some coffee shop on LU's campus. WHAT: "Returning Matt's notebook" is so not a code for anything. Honest.
I love you so much that I'm actually posting this from work~!salylimonOctober 27 2009, 21:17:33 UTC
She could hear the blond sputtering some sort of nonsense behind her as she continued to walk quickly toward the apartment complex. Turning her head slightly, she gave him a, albeit confused, smile before noticing that they had arrived.
Letting go of Matthew, Emiliana hurried over to the elevator as she noticed someone stepping out. Holding it open, she waited for the blond to get inside before pressing the "fifth floor" button. Leaning against the wall, she sighed, smiling tiredly. "I should warn you, my, ah, apartment might be a bit of a mess. My housemate works late, so he tends to leave his belongings all over the living room." And by belongings, she meant old soccer balls, jerseys, and dirty underwear for some reason. The bastard.
"...but, uhm, if it actually is dir-I mean, I can just drop off the food to your place. If you're busy, si?" Realizing that her apartment might actually be a mess, Emiliana didn't feel like having guests over if that was the case. Having people over to a messy home was just...shameless. And rude. Y muy bruto.
A love so great we take it with us everywhere!mounties_rockOctober 27 2009, 21:31:38 UTC
They rode the elevator up Matt stressing the whole way when, yes! A chance for escape!
"Oh, yeah. I... still have a lot of homework to finish up so, if thats better for you... I mean, don't want to make you uncomfortable by being in your messy apartment. Uh, if it is messy.. I mean...Ehehe."
Wait, how had that come out wrong? Was he going somewhere with any of this? Matt honestly had no idea why all this babbling was coming out of his mouth. The elevator opened to her floor with a ding pulling Matt from his thoughts.
"Uh, so... see you later then? I'm in uh, room 441."
A love so strong it'll last a lifetime~!salylimonOctober 28 2009, 04:01:20 UTC
"Well, uhm, if you're sure. I mean, I don't mind having someone over, I just don't want you to feel uncomfortable with the mess," Emiliana replied as she pushed herself away from the wall when the elevator doors opened. However, she paused. Finger pressing the 'open doors' button to keep the doors from closing on her, she looked over to the blond. She could tell that he didn't look all that comfortable. It was probably because of her. If she thought about it, she had been a bit too aggressive in trying to apologize for almost breaking his nose.
"...though, I really want to see if your nose is okay. If you don't, ah, mind of course. I'm still really sorry and I swear I'll make you something really good to eat and bring it down to you and...ah." She was rambling now. Face starting to flush in unwanted embarrassment, Emiliana looked away to stare at the various buttons near the opened and waiting elevator doors. "Mierda," she muttered under her breath before sighing. Being nice to people after being surrounded by nothing but idiots was too damn hard.
I'm sorry I made you do that.mounties_rockNovember 1 2009, 01:54:25 UTC
Oh well, know Matt felt bad, he thought by the way she was talking that she wouldn't want him over now, but well... Now he just looked like a dick turning down her offer of food and first aid.
"Ah, no, well... I can just... do my homework later... I mean I don't mind if its messy if you don't. Lead the way."
[ooc:if we could finish this by tonight that would be magical]
Wrapping up....now.salylimonNovember 1 2009, 12:14:40 UTC
Eying the blond for a moment, Emiliana nodded before sliding past the elevator doors. Reaching into her pocket for her keys, she led the way, only paying some attention to the sighing (and obviously uncomfortable shifting) of the man behind her.
Left hand still holding onto her bloodied cardigan, Emiliana sighed as she hurriedly opened the door before ushering the blushing blond inside.
Today had been, and still was, too long.
And, now that she thought about it, did she even have anything in the kitchen she could use to make a meal for him?
Letting go of Matthew, Emiliana hurried over to the elevator as she noticed someone stepping out. Holding it open, she waited for the blond to get inside before pressing the "fifth floor" button. Leaning against the wall, she sighed, smiling tiredly. "I should warn you, my, ah, apartment might be a bit of a mess. My housemate works late, so he tends to leave his belongings all over the living room." And by belongings, she meant old soccer balls, jerseys, and dirty underwear for some reason. The bastard.
"...but, uhm, if it actually is dir-I mean, I can just drop off the food to your place. If you're busy, si?" Realizing that her apartment might actually be a mess, Emiliana didn't feel like having guests over if that was the case. Having people over to a messy home was just...shameless. And rude. Y muy bruto.
[*Y muy bruto: And very gross.]
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"Oh, yeah. I... still have a lot of homework to finish up so, if thats better for you... I mean, don't want to make you uncomfortable by being in your messy apartment. Uh, if it is messy.. I mean...Ehehe."
Wait, how had that come out wrong? Was he going somewhere with any of this? Matt honestly had no idea why all this babbling was coming out of his mouth. The elevator opened to her floor with a ding pulling Matt from his thoughts.
"Uh, so... see you later then? I'm in uh, room 441."
[ooc: 4/4 4/1 get it? huh huh? I am so clever...]
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"...though, I really want to see if your nose is okay. If you don't, ah, mind of course. I'm still really sorry and I swear I'll make you something really good to eat and bring it down to you and...ah." She was rambling now. Face starting to flush in unwanted embarrassment, Emiliana looked away to stare at the various buttons near the opened and waiting elevator doors. "Mierda," she muttered under her breath before sighing. Being nice to people after being surrounded by nothing but idiots was too damn hard.
[*Mierda: shit]
[OOC: HUR. SHY/UKE!EMI IS A TRAP. A TRAP I SAY.]
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"Ah, no, well... I can just... do my homework later... I mean I don't mind if its messy if you don't. Lead the way."
[ooc:if we could finish this by tonight that would be magical]
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Left hand still holding onto her bloodied cardigan, Emiliana sighed as she hurriedly opened the door before ushering the blushing blond inside.
Today had been, and still was, too long.
And, now that she thought about it, did she even have anything in the kitchen she could use to make a meal for him?
....fuck.
[OOC: FINITO. Let's just leave it at that, si?]
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