Room 507, Sunday night

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia got back to her room, completely out of breath, and resisted the urge to bang her head against the wall. She could not believe she'd managed to somehow turn her boss into an apple tree. She dug out one of the apples and stared at it

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[nadiathesaint]

"But last night you said--" Nadia shook her head and smiled. "You're a good friend."

Then, throwing caution to the wind, she leaned over to kiss Walter.

On the cheek.

Dammit.

[walter_n_wires]

Walter looked up from his lap at pretty much exactly the right moment for someone looking for a kiss on the lips.

Which would be pretty much exactly the wrong moment for him.

"Mmph!"

[nadiathesaint]

Yeah, well, it startled the hell out of Nadia, too.

But Walter had nice lips. . . .

She pulled back after just a second's gratuitous smooching hesitation, and immediately started blushing furiously. "¡Estoy apesadumbrado! ¡I -- mejilla, no labios! Buenos labios. . . . ¡Significo, no! ¡Estoy apesadumbrado!"

Victor was going to murder her.

[walter_n_wires]

Nadia had just kissed him. Nadia had just kissed him on the lips! Nadia...

Oh shit.

And now, typical for Nadia, she was going on in a language he didn't speak.

Moving back a few feet was for both of their protection. Victor was going to kill him. Shit. Shit. Shit. Eloquent? Nope.

[nadiathesaint]

It took Nadia a few moments to realize that the continued look of shock and horror on Walter's face was not due to him hating her, but possibly due to the fact that she'd reverted back to Spanish.

"Cheek!" she practically shrieked. "I was aiming for your cheek!"

Not her fault!

[walter_n_wires]

"Cheek!" Walter nodded, immediately latching on to the life preserver before he drowned in Oh shit!

"An accident." He nodded more and couldn't quite seem to stop. "My fault. Um... sorry?" He was still nodding at her as though he could use the power of hypno-nodding to convince both of them that nothing had intentionally happened just then.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia started nodding back, because it seemed the thing to do. "Yes, an accident. Nobody's fault. We just . . . won't tell anyone. Ever. Never speak of this again."

Just, you know, kiss some more.

No, dammit! Bad thoughts!

But . . . lips . . . .

"You should go! I have to sleep now!" Before I kiss you more!

[walter_n_wires]

Nod, nod, nod, nod. "Never speak of it."

Nod, nod. Stand up, idiot.

Nod, nod, nod. "I should go." Nod. "You have to sleep."

Nod. "Tomorrow, we'll see about Lucas." Nod, nod, nod. "I'm going now."

Walter grabbed the door. Yeah, definitely time to go.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia remained steadfastly on the floor, overriding any instinct that said she should see him out because that might lead to more kissing, and she was busy reminding herself that that was a bad thing!

Wait, tomorrow?

Oh, crap, Lucas!

"Yes!" she nodded back. "Tomorrow! For Lucas!" and not smooching! "Okay! Good night!"

[walter_n_wires]

"Night!" Walter yanked the door open, and pulled it closed behind him hard enough to probably count as a slam.

Oh shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Nod. Nod.

Stop nodding your head, idiot.

He stopped nodding his head and walked back to his room. Maybe he'd talk to Alfred about his friend who had a friend who liked his friend despite his friend not liking her as anything but a friend.

Maybe he'd work on the pronouns with that.

[nadiathesaint]

Nadia winced at the force with which Walter slammed the door.

She'd done it. She'd completely ruined their friendship. Once of the best friendships she'd ever had.

And turned her boss into an apple tree.

This sucked. Possibly more than fish monsters or even robots sucked.

She curled up on the floor, clutching her St. Jude medallion, and quietly cried herself to sleep.

In the quiet of the room, her necklace started whirring again. . . .