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I sit on the couch again, looking at the symbols I drew. "You can sit if you want." I say, smiling.
(derp. *can you turn* )
I smile back, taking out a pencil, and I sit on the steps again. "Uh, can turn? Just a little?" I ask.
"Is it okay if I d-draw you…?" I ask, blushing.
"No kidding." I snort, standing up from the couch. "No more couch for you, Storm." Storm: *growls guiltily, sitting on the floor*
"Uh… Kris…?" I ask quietly, looking up.
"But, now it's okay- Storm!" Storm: * guiltily backs away from the now empty cup, hopping off the couch* I sigh, rolling my eyes.
"O-oh…" I mumble, looking down shyly, holding my notebook behind my back.
"Well, when you've been stuck in the same general area for a while, you have to think of things to do. I used to hate tea." I laugh
"That was very thoughtful of you..." I say, smiling. I realize I'm hugging him and I blush, letting go. "Ah… s-sorry…"
() "I've had practice over the years…" I smile, setting my cup on a coaster. Storm: *investigates the cup* "Storm. No."
My eyes widen, and I gasp. "My sketchbook! I thought everyone in it was going to die!" I take the sketchbook gratefully, hugging Kris suddenly....
I hum, looking at my sketchbook on the coffee table, patting the couch. "Storm"- Storm: *jumps on the couch*
"I shouted at somebody, and lost my sketchbook…" I sigh, looking up at him.
(What? I DON'T EVEN- I'm not jealous! ) "...? Oh, hi Kris…" I mutter
(awhhh you two! )
Humming to keep myself calm, I sit on the steps outside of the dorms.
I sigh, and turn, walking away
()
"Kat...!" I call out, ashamed. "Dammit…!"