"Alone?" She echoed that word, thinking about it to herself for a moment. Alone.. with him.. already she felt herself getting excited and tried to quell any kind of awkwardness that might come out. "Sure, I mean.. I don't have plans or anything, so.. that'd be great. "Um.. where is your place, exactly?" She was under the impression that he lived here, but apparently that was just a friend's place down the hall. Her feet bent on her flip-flops, dragging them along the hallway's carpet as she stood in front of him. God, he was something to look at.. she put her hands into the pockets of her hoodie, looking down at his feet (and her own) anxiously.<br/><br/>Suddenly she remembered what she had in her bag, and steathily made sure it was closed. It was, and nothing was visible, she was just paranoid about it. Although he knew about her involvement with this new little project she didn't really want him to see all her toys right then and there in the hall.