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Anybody still here count off. I need an update.

[Wait... what just happened?

'should get going' 'nice talking with you' 'drinks later'

Bam! Bam! BA BAM!

He sat back down in his chair and watched her leave.]

Y-yeah...

[He was... confused. And feeling rather awkward and embarrassed.]

[O-oh no. Oh no, no, no... That expression she could read quite clearly, even halfway across the room. And that was not at all what she had intended with her graceless and hastey exit. Hands slid up her arms to be face pressing against cheeks before covering her mouth.]

Reno...don't... [Take it personally. Think it's your fault. Look at me that way. She paused, taking a deep, audibly shuddering breath.] ...It was...[Amazing. Needed. Fingers moved again, releasing their hold on her lips, her hands falling to her sides in an almost defeatist manner.]

I think I'm a little more fucked up than you know, and...I..I don't want to mess things up. I don't want to be the cause of anyone else being hurt. Okay?

[That... didn't really help him. Mutely, he just nodded, putting on a neutral expression to hide what he must have been displaying.]

[His silence is unbearable, despite the acknowledging nod, and the weight on her chest doubles, making it hard to breathe. It was damn. Ear amazing how she could take what might have been an interesting evening into a utter train wreck.]

Fuck... I-I'm sorry. I talk too damn much sometimes.

[Eyes lower, moving away from him to the floor, body turning away to face the door. Her steps are hurried, the desire to escape before she could do more damage driving her. But, before she passed through the door, she pauses and turned back towards him.]

Drinks. Just you and me. In two days. I'll be waiting.

...I'll be there. [But she's already gone by that time, he doesn't know if she heard him, or what she would think of his hesitation.]

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