Blink, blink.
Alright, so he remembered the girl briefly from the laundry room, but why was she looking at him like that? Whatever that meant, because he could not read people even if his life depended on it. Well, his sanity currently depended on it. "I-err-" He could feel his cheeks turning redder with each passing moment. She had been watching him, why was she the inquiring one?
"You were-uhm-watching me." Blink, blink.
... he deserved a pat on the back for being able to formulate that much. The girl probably thought him retarded by then. |