[To be fair, if he'd said "home" or "the game center," she might not have bothered--at least not right away. Since it's less than a ten-minute walk though, they may as well talk about it in person?
...Actually, it sounded like a better idea in her head than in practice. What if she can't convince him? She finds herself sighing as she reads his message and tucks her CereVice away in her purse again; and she straightens the tag attached to the white pouch that's inside before zipping it back up again.
She'd almost forgotten.
At some point, she passes by Tea for Two, and though their nametags don't match in color, they stick out like sore thumbs.
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...Actually, it sounded like a better idea in her head than in practice. What if she can't convince him? She finds herself sighing as she reads his message and tucks her CereVice away in her purse again; and she straightens the tag attached to the white pouch that's inside before zipping it back up again.
She'd almost forgotten.
At some point, she passes by Tea for Two, and though their nametags don't match in color, they stick out like sore thumbs.
She hasn't changed.]
Hey.
[She looks at him like she's surprised he waited. She can't tell if this is more or less awkward yet than before.]