[ ann leans forward a bit, trying to catch a glance at his arm when he turns red immediately after reading it. she could march over and look at it - and she should, the tension is killing her. what does it say? what could it say? it has to be something possible to do, right? they wouldn't put them in here unable to get out, would they?
finally, he speaks, just as she's standing up - at least she's not in heels. when he says that, she feels her own cheeks heat up. ]
Oh. Oh...
[ she looks down at her wrist - which is still flickering unhelpfully, without any words. ]
Um, mine doesn't say anything yet. So... how are we... am I supposed to do it to you?
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finally, he speaks, just as she's standing up - at least she's not in heels. when he says that, she feels her own cheeks heat up. ]
Oh. Oh...
[ she looks down at her wrist - which is still flickering unhelpfully, without any words. ]
Um, mine doesn't say anything yet. So... how are we... am I supposed to do it to you?