Lucy Martin<br/>Location: The GPC Split Bean/Her apartment<br/>Time: 2ish<br/><br/>His words were reassuring, and his touch was as marvelous as she remembered. It was real. That same thought from before crept into her mind once more. She couldn’t but run through the same thoughts that danced through her mind when she talked to him earlier. This was real. This moment….was real. He really wanted to spend time with her.<br/><br/>She stepped through the door that had creaked when he opened it.  “Thank you,” she told him, remembering her manners. “Yeah. I need to go change my clothes and get to work. Well, my top anyways. Different dress code there. Here a black top is perfectly fine. There they want me wearing red.” She shrugged with a giggle, thinking it was honestly ludicrous, but it was the dress code. “I don’t see what it matters honestly. I’m sure they have the color black in Italy, but they think the red is more Italian I guess.” Her voice reflected her amusement, with a questioning tone as she pressed the button for the elevator. “It’s not that far up. Short ride and all.”<br/><br/>The elevator’s soft tone sounded just before the doors glided open. It was empty as she entered, looking up to make sure he was coming before pressing the button. When the doors closed softly, she could she their reflection. It made it all the more real to her seeing him standing there next to her. Her smile grew once more as her cheeks flushed. “Thank you again for..walking with me. I know it seems so..high schoolish and all, but I really wanted..to get to spend..a little more time with you. You..intrigue me. You’re so..handsome..and I just…..” Her voice trailed softly as the realization of what she had just said to him hit. Her eyes widened, and her face burned a bright crimson red. “Oh my gosh. I am so..sorry. I shouldn’t have said that. I mean well I should have. I mean it’s the truth. I mean..I should just really shut up right now. Right?” She closed her eyes and laughed. ‘There’s no point in holding back now,’ she thought. “You are attractive. There I said it, and I’m glad you want to spend time with me. Every time I see you I think oh my goodness. He’s here, and he wants to spend time with me. There. I said that too. I’m owning it.” Her blush began to fade as she looked at him waiting to see his reaction.