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She muttered her thanks and hurried in, evidently hiding her face. "I'm just, uh... I'm just going to go into the closet for a second, okay?"
He stopped, looking over his shoulder expectantly.
"A tiny."
"No, you're clearly not. You promised me you wouldn't do it. Do you even remember what happened last time you did this? Do you have any memory at...
Aubrey, for her part, seemed delighted. "What's her name?"
They got to their room and she fumbled with the keys, her hand shaking so much that she couldn't get it into the lock correctly.
"You too," he said quietly, heading for the door, his head low.
"Just a little bit."
"What gives you the right," she said, her voice tight and sharp, "to throw your life around frivolously when you know, you know that there are...
"Can I see?"
She took his hand and led the way, and he would be able to tell from the tenseness in her body that she was crying, moving quickly to avoid...
He finished his coffee, and put it upside down in the sink. "I should head down to the lab."
"They're a little cute."
They got out of earshot, and she turned to him, her stark eyes flashing. "Are you insane?"
Aubrey watched approvingly
“Can we just go back to the room, please?” she asked, her voice tight.
He didn’t look at her, bending over his work.
“Spiders can be cute.”
She seemed too angry to speak for a moment. She jerked her head to indicate he should follow, pulling him away from the crowd, her black hair...
“Can you draw a cat? “
