[his gaze cuts to the side without his head turning, his eyes lowered and not quite meeting her face before his focus returns to pouring coffee with perhaps a little too much interest.
then he cracks, just a little, and leans back as he pushes one cup toward her.]
You know, it's really stupid. We're close but- [he shakes his head; unsure how to explain without really explaining, and he doesn't really want to do that.]
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then he cracks, just a little, and leans back as he pushes one cup toward her.]
You know, it's really stupid. We're close but- [he shakes his head; unsure how to explain without really explaining, and he doesn't really want to do that.]