She blushed slightly; dammit, he was onto her already? Oh well. "Alright," she said, not promising anything. Her hand held onto his shoulder again, not pulling anywhere this time, she holding. It was oddly nice--like she'd achieved something. Perhaps she was just deluding herself.
"Well...I suppose I could say this hasn't been a good week, even if there was a party on Sunday."
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