<div class="floatleft">(http://images.tvrage.com/news/before-new-girl-zooey-deschanel.jpg)</div><br/><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><strong>Character name:</strong></td><td>Alessa Woodridge </td></tr><tr><td><strong>Location:</strong> </td><td> Habitat 1  Level 2 Room 3</td></tr><tr><td><strong>With:</strong> </td><td> Nigel</td></tr><tr><td><strong>Doing:</strong> </td><td> Talking for now.</td></tr></tbody></table><br/>Lessa entered her room looking to Nigel as she did. "So where did you manage to find a room?"<br/><br/>She looked around the bare bones room and for the first time since that crappy little apartment she and Nigel had shared oh so long ago she wished there was some art on these walls. She settled to the edge of the bed in the room she had always been comfortable around Nigel, even when others found him abrasive. But after they had grown apart and their divorce was final if you would have told her she would have had those butterflies in her stomach again those same ones she got on their first date, she would have called you crazy.<br/><br/>But here she was looking at her ex husband as he made his way into her room, and her stomach was full of a million butterflies and she knew she was still the same girl that had fallen for him, but she also knew he had his eyes on others, as she had hers on others as well. This could either be messy, or fun, or confusing. How to broach the subject with him? Friends with benefits? She hated that term, and in the end they were more then friends.  She ran her fingers through her hair and sighed a bit, her stomach fluttering and the way Nigel was looking at her did nothing to help her concentrate.