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[ the double date she and alvin went on wasn't bad, but it wasn't a real success, either. leia's date was friends with the girl she set alvin up with, and even though he wasn't a bad guy— he was much, much nicer than her last real date had been, actually— there wasn't any spark between them. she hadn't thought anything of it at the time, but she spent more of the date paying attention to alvin than she had her date, and at the end of it, they politely parted ways and they hadn't met up since. maybe it was her fault, since her heart wasn't in it, but she didn't want to force anything; that wouldn't be a good way to start a relationship. the girl she set up with alvin didn't seem to stick with him, either, though. she was vague about her answers when leia asked her directly if anything had been wrong, but she did mention something about him having eyes for someone else... and, hearing that, leia assumed that meant he might have still been hung up on presa. or maybe there was someone else that she didn't know about? she tried not to dwell on that too much, either way— if there was someone else he had his eye on, regardless of who it was, then that was just one more reason for her to try her hardest not to linger on her feelings for him.
so, that's what she was doing. she wasn't avoiding him by any means (if anything, she was probably spending just as much time around him as usual), but she was trying her best to act normal. there were times where she'd catch herself watching him closely in a way that she didn't used to, or times where his teasing would make her feel more embarrassed than usual, and sometimes it was even without the annoyance that used to come along with being flustered by him, but she was doing a good job, as far as she was concerned.
that was the approach she was taking with stopping by his place for a writing session, too. they were getting closer to the three month mark with every day that passed, and she hadn't missed any of her deadlines. she was a little behind schedule for her current piece, though, so she ended up calling him to ask if he would make good on his offer to help keep her on track. there was nothing weird about that, right? friends helped motivate friends all the time.
in the end, they agreed that his place would be the best place for them to do it, so there she was, in front of his door with a bag with all of her notes and all of the supplies she would need slung over her shoulder. she had sent him a text when she was leaving her apartment so he would know to expect her, but... after the last time that she let herself in, she isn't about to take any risks. she knocks, loudly, and then calls out: ]
It's me! I'm ready to get down to business!
[ and... it's probably a good thing that the hall is empty, because she says that a little louder than necessary. oops. ]
so, that's what she was doing. she wasn't avoiding him by any means (if anything, she was probably spending just as much time around him as usual), but she was trying her best to act normal. there were times where she'd catch herself watching him closely in a way that she didn't used to, or times where his teasing would make her feel more embarrassed than usual, and sometimes it was even without the annoyance that used to come along with being flustered by him, but she was doing a good job, as far as she was concerned.
that was the approach she was taking with stopping by his place for a writing session, too. they were getting closer to the three month mark with every day that passed, and she hadn't missed any of her deadlines. she was a little behind schedule for her current piece, though, so she ended up calling him to ask if he would make good on his offer to help keep her on track. there was nothing weird about that, right? friends helped motivate friends all the time.
in the end, they agreed that his place would be the best place for them to do it, so there she was, in front of his door with a bag with all of her notes and all of the supplies she would need slung over her shoulder. she had sent him a text when she was leaving her apartment so he would know to expect her, but... after the last time that she let herself in, she isn't about to take any risks. she knocks, loudly, and then calls out: ]
It's me! I'm ready to get down to business!
[ and... it's probably a good thing that the hall is empty, because she says that a little louder than necessary. oops. ]
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