<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/e2Z3BBd.jpg)</div><strong>Code Name:</strong>Kindle<br/><strong>Real Name:</strong>Kenna Cochran<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway/Just outside Scott and Jean's bedroom door<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday the 7th of September (2015) - 11:20 AM<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Shatterstar, Cyclops, Marvel Girl, (mentioning Cavalry), open to anyone roaming<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Waiting for Scott or Jean to open the door<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://farm8.static.flickr.com/7539/27863993652_f2ec130028_b.jpg) (https://scontent-atl.cdninstagram.com/vp/c8fc535864009a3edb627adbad3f3ce0/5CBE552A/t51.2885-15/e35/46818701_349651168919393_6680462807931014762_n.jpg?_nc_ht=instagram.fhel4-1.fna.fbcdn.net)</div></div><hr/>While passing by Cavalry, Kenna made sure to push her sunglasses up the bridge of her nose, hiding her eyes from the new person she hadn't seen before. She didn't like to startle people, so the action came as second nature to her. She didn't have to think about it, it just happened out of impulse, sometimes even when she wasn't wearing any glasses to hide her eyes. She couldn't help but allow her eyes to look him over as she and Ben spoke on the way to their destination. She made sure not to break from conversation, though she did happen to glance down the hall as she heard the elevator doors open, watching him enter for the briefest of moments.<br/><br/>Kenna was beginning to feel a little boy crazy today. For some reason, they were all looking just so... delicious. She just wanted to grab hold and let loose. Perhaps it was that she hardly ever gave in to her desires. Her life consisted of a handful of one night stands on her record and nothing more. Dark night clubs where her eyes couldn't be seen and hardly ever faced her sexual partner were her routine and it was extremely unfulfilling.<br/><br/>As Ben leaned in and whispered in her ear, her fingers gripped his hand a little more tightly as a chill ran the length of her spine. Her knees pressed together and her toes curled slightly inside her sneakers.<br/><br/>"Um," she began quietly, her cheeks becoming flushed again. "It's a little bit of both." From what she knew about Scott, he liked to keep his private life... private. She understood that. It was probably the same reason she had never had an actual relationship in her life. Friends didn't need to know your life story but romantic partners required more openness. It was something she wasn't ready to give.<br/><br/>"We'll talk about it later," she mentioned before leaning forward and knocking again, a bit louder this time. "Scott? Jean?" she called through the door, hoping they were even in there.