[She was jogging already, but that makes her put the tablet away and pick up the pace, so she doesn't respond again until she's actually at her door.
And picking up the box.
And seeing the book.
Which is-- That sure is a book of poems. In French. And she really shouldn't be standing in the hallway staring at it, but she's not really capable of managing anything else.
She's pretty sure this is the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for her. It's not like Tim or Dean were inclined to even small romantic gesture, and Ellie was more likely to affectionately tease her than buy her a poetry book.
A French poetry book, and somehow that just makes it feel so much more... something.
She hasn't even looked inside, but she knows she needs to say something to Saul, because if their roles were reversed right now, she'd be so nervous about his reaction. And she doesn't want him to worry, because she does like it. Loves it, really. She just has no idea how to process the whole thing.
In the end, she goes with the simplest course of action.]
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And picking up the box.
And seeing the book.
Which is-- That sure is a book of poems. In French. And she really shouldn't be standing in the hallway staring at it, but she's not really capable of managing anything else.
She's pretty sure this is the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for her. It's not like Tim or Dean were inclined to even small romantic gesture, and Ellie was more likely to affectionately tease her than buy her a poetry book.
A French poetry book, and somehow that just makes it feel so much more... something.
She hasn't even looked inside, but she knows she needs to say something to Saul, because if their roles were reversed right now, she'd be so nervous about his reaction. And she doesn't want him to worry, because she does like it. Loves it, really. She just has no idea how to process the whole thing.
In the end, she goes with the simplest course of action.]
thank you