Her eyes narrowed towards him slightly -- a discerning, analyzing look. But whatever conclusion she came to, she kept it to herself, opting for the matter at hand.
"Tomorrow, then." She pushed off the wall. It was starting to rain again, but she didn't flinch at the droplets that slid into her hair, twisting back to face him. "My place."
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"Tomorrow, then." She pushed off the wall. It was starting to rain again, but she didn't flinch at the droplets that slid into her hair, twisting back to face him. "My place."