Arya silently walked into the living room, wearing only a bra and a pair of shorts. She looked at Neo who had his head back on the couch, smoking a cigarette.<br/><br/>"Smoking after sex? Could you be a little more cliche?" She asked with a raised brow and a small smile. She walked back into the kitchen and opened her fridge. She reached in and grabbed a wine cooler before walking back.<br/><br/>"So Neo. You have somewhere to be or you staying here?" She asked as she popped the top off of her bottle. She sat down on the couch next to him and pulled her legs up under her. She took a sip before looking over at the blond man next to her. It was odd, thinking about how much he had pushed her. Something like that never truly happened to her. Not that she could remember anyways. She wondered how long he would be in town. Of she could possibly, hopefully, convince him to come see her again. She sure as hell hoped he would. She had thoroughly enjoyed what happened. And she hoped it would happen again.