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One night of Bones marathons, followed by a day of House (everybody lies- she could relate to that) followed by...well, she'd lost track after the third fascinatingly realistic operation. Her room had felt stifling, and it was more an urge to get out than any real amassing of courage that took her her feet on their journey from her room to the
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He hadn't seen her since their trip to Scotland--it had been him, Lucas, and Rhea in his car, taking a road trip for the weekend while getting back Rhea's books from that one bar in Scotland (why she left them there, he hadn't asked). Despite his warning that she should take medication for her carsickness, she had not listened, and suffered the whole way through before Lucas finally convinced her to take some. Then, she had fallen into a deep sleep, making them wait for hours before they could turn back...
That was the story, or how it played out in Danilo's head anyway. But holding a grudge was cheap, wasn't it? He sighed. For all he knew, Rhea just didn't want to listen to him, or have much to do with him. He briefly wondered why she was visiting in the first place before opening the door with a small smile.
"Pizza delivery? For me?"
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Take the bag. Take it please take it and don't make her explain herself.
"I thought you might...like it. There is a vegetarian option if you want."
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"Right. ...Thanks," he managed to say, blinking out of surprise. He couldn't help adding, "Did I ask you to buy them for me...?" with his eyebrow slightly raised, his mind trying to recall if he had.
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Don't make her say it.
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