Something Creative (One-on-One)

She returned to the computer and began rapidly sifting through resources, her eyes darting quickly.

 

(Zoop?)

 

"Want to order Chinese?" she called over her shoulder a few hours later, her eyes never leaving the computer.

 

“Pizza, then?”

 

She came over before laughing out loud, folding her arms.

"It means it's loading, Gabe."

 

"Yeah. Be patient."

 

"I can tell," she said affectionately. "What kind of pizza do you want?"

 

"Cool," she said, opening the phone and beginning to call, placing an order.

 

She returned to her computer and continued to work.

 

There came a knock on the front library door a while later, and Petra looked up before heading for the door.