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"Usually I'd be at the theater on most days," she said, "other than that I like to look around city and visit a cafe, or just stay home and watch...
She got him a bit before stepping back again. "We're even!"
She began eating, looking out the window thoughtfully.
He pursed his lips before taking his brush and running it up the back of her shirt.
She took it. "Thank you. Your debt has been paid."
He hugged her back. "So you really weren't planning a paint attack?"
"Well, that's good, right?'
He laughed slightly. "Yes."
She fiddled with her thumbs. "Well.. What about her? Is she still at the school?"
He tilted his head impatiently. "I'm waiting."
She looked mildly confused. "The one at boarding school?"
He sighed loudly, turning to her and opening his arms.
She was silent as well, watching him.
"How hard it must be," he teased relentlessly.
She hesitated, folding her hands. "Who is Alyssa? I heard him mention her."
He frowned. "Yes."
She looked back to him. "I figured."
He went back to painting. "Don't be silly."
She went back to the window, looking out. "That guy.. Romero. He was super creepy."
He frowned. "Why are you upset?"
