[he'll have to be there when she turns a corner, leaning up against the wall opposite of his door on the third floor. his arms are crossed and he looks kind of... contemplative? so chances are that he wasn't waiting around for her to show up like a creeper.
but he looks over at her anyway, so that won't save him many points.]
[Her eyes narrow somewhat, and she immediately takes a small, reflexive step back. She's not SCARED, exactly, but she doesn't want him to be RIGHT THERE.]
but he looks over at her anyway, so that won't save him many points.]
Good morning, Missy.
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Zelman.
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[don't mind him, he's just... standing around.]
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That is ridiculous, and she's promptly annoyed at herself for thinking it.]
For the holidays.
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[which he says with bizarre genuineness, not that it makes much difference. :| besides, there's a turtledove singing up in the rafters.]
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She looks up.]
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what
why is she
you know, forget anything he was going to do. he walks... over.]
...what are you doing?
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This is your floor, right?
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[...nudges her a little with his shoe. 8|]
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Can you just go in your room or something?
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Yeah. I guess I could.
[he hesitates for a second, but then... starts... walking off towards his room. and soon the door clicks closed behind him.]
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OMG IT ACTUALLY WORKED?
She waits for a minute, and then uncurls and... goes to scurry past his door.]
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