Ana did come down, eventually, but she probably wouldn't have noticed Brutus sitting there if everyone in the common room hadn't been staring at him. It took her a moment to realise that it could possibly be her that he was waiting for. After all, even if they'd flirted a little over his journal and he'd liked the tie she got him, he was still... Brutus Macnair.
She hoped he could sing.
Ana smoothed her skirt down and tucked her hair behind her ears, then walked over to Brutus, smiling at him. "Brutus? What are you doing here?"
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