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She grinned. "Dead serious." *** He sat up, brushing his hair back with a frown. He got out of the bed, looking around curiously.
He frowned, standing up and starting to come over. "Are you okay, Anya?"
She grinned. "Yeah. My own Nirvana one." *** (Yoop!)
Basel was still working, bent over his task. When she woke, he turned, looking back at her.
She laughed. "Yeah, I did." *** He turned, looking around at all the people nervously, wiping his forehead as he began to make his way through...
(Yoop!)
"It felt so empty, since I've been here with you." *** He waved it off, stepping back. "I'm okay, Gwen.. I'm just going to get some water."
She returned the wave, doing the same and leaving.
She nodded, a small smile on her face. "Next time." *** He took a breath, shaking his head. "No, you're right. I'm okay."
She sighed, looking down the hall. "I guess so."
She shrugged. "It'd be interesting to see." *** He looked back at her, his brows furrowed. "There's.. a lot of people here.."
She smiled. "Right."
She grinned, looking up at him. "I'd love to see it sometime." *** He still looked a bit nervous, glancing around them occasionally.
He tilted her head slightly. "That's not always a bad thing."
"Mm," she murmured. "Maybe." *** He did so, his gaze trained on her gently.
She shrugged. "I dunno.. Kind of, yeah."
"I doubt that.. I'd like to see sometime. Is that okay?" *** "I don't know. Probably."
She nodded slowly. "Yeah.. a little."
She stuck her tongue out at him playfully. "When will you show me your art in that graffiti room?" *** He huffed. "I suppose.."
She looked over at him curiously. "Basel? I don't know.. I don't know him very well. He seems.. okay? What about you?"
