[Even if he tried to meet her eyes, it wouldn't work, because apparently the spot over his shoulder is fascinating.]
Hey.
[No.
No.
She refuses to act like this, it's ridiculous. She takes a deep breath, wrinkles her nose and looks at him properly.]
I-- no, you know what? We are not acting like a pair of teenagers with a crush.
[There. That's her decree.
She hands him his coffee, then slips past him into the room, trying to convince herself that she's done with blushing and that weird flutter in her chest.]
no subject
Hey.
[No.
No.
She refuses to act like this, it's ridiculous. She takes a deep breath, wrinkles her nose and looks at him properly.]
I-- no, you know what? We are not acting like a pair of teenagers with a crush.
[There. That's her decree.
She hands him his coffee, then slips past him into the room, trying to convince herself that she's done with blushing and that weird flutter in her chest.]