<strong>Tagged:</strong>Joy<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Titan, Wiggy's Room<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Wiggy shuffled uncomfortably as Joy took a short pause before smiling weakly in her direction, a smile which easily pierced her weak upper-crust and left the shy tech feeling a little more self-conscious and exposed than she already was. While she couldn’t be sure what was running through the racer’s mind, she figured it couldn't be good by any stretch of the imagination. She tried to at least reciprocate the politeness with a forced smile in return.<br/><br/>The technician found some relief when Joy took her offer to step inside but winced outwardly at the look of shock which soon played across the racer’s face. She knew her room was just a little messy but it obviously was a lot messier in the eyes of others than she expected. Her shame only tripled when Joy commented on the fact that it was the first time she’d even seen the interior of her room, leaving Wiggy with the thought that she’d just made the worst impression on her team-mate possible. This notion only confirmed itself in Wiggy’s mind as Joy’s next series of fleeting actions made it seem like the racer was attempting a hasty retreat.<br/><br/>Wiggy timidly plucked the CLIF bars before offering a soft “Thanks,” not feeling particularly deserving of the gesture but happy that Joy hadn’t simply dashed out at that point. The techie couldn’t help but anxiously chew her lower lip as she watched the racer leave, desperately trying to think of some way to salvage her first impression before it was too late. Finally as Joy reached the edge of the exit, she stammered the only thing to come to mind. “L-listen, Joy, I… I know it can’t be easy having to race against Redline tomorrow, especially considering the history you two have, so if you need to chat, I- I just want you to know that my door is always open… I guess.” Wiggy regretted the words the moment they had left her lips, believing that she’d perhaps stepped over the line and was simply being insensitive at that point. She offered something between a wince and a weak smile as she glanced up in Joy’s direction.