[ Her confidence takes a small blow, making her smirk shift into a more uncertain smile. She searches his face for a hint of something, maybe a sign that he's being diffuclt for the sake of it, but she'd have better luck trying to decipher ancient hieroglyphics. He's closed off and unreadable as ever.
Monika pushes out a laugh, shrugging a nonchalant shoulder. ]
The odds are bound to be in my favor, right?
[ Said with far more conviction than she feels. Sure, she was still flirting with the danger of maintaining more-than-friendly relationships with multiple people, but the whole endeavor had a giant black hole in the middle of it now, constantly threatening to swallow everything up.
Her eyes fall to the table for a moment. Her thoughts still all led back to one person, though. The only one that could end that inevitable spiral into nothingness.
Kaiba's words float through her mind. Seems like you're setting yourself up for disappointment if they don't feel the same way. The quick stab of pain in her heart makes her wince, almost imperceptibly.
After a quick bit of consideration, she places the book aside and joins him in leaning on the table, one elbow bracing her as she presses into his personal bubble, close enough that she could easily give in to the urge to touch him. For a while, she simply watches him quietly, the softness of her slow breaths contrasting with the increasingly hard drumming in her chest. He somehow kept drawing her in, no matter her feelings. ]
What are my odds with you? At least 60 percent?
[ Surely she wasn't alone in that, feeling that pull. There had to be something there after all this time. ]
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Monika pushes out a laugh, shrugging a nonchalant shoulder. ]
The odds are bound to be in my favor, right?
[ Said with far more conviction than she feels. Sure, she was still flirting with the danger of maintaining more-than-friendly relationships with multiple people, but the whole endeavor had a giant black hole in the middle of it now, constantly threatening to swallow everything up.
Her eyes fall to the table for a moment. Her thoughts still all led back to one person, though. The only one that could end that inevitable spiral into nothingness.
Kaiba's words float through her mind. Seems like you're setting yourself up for disappointment if they don't feel the same way. The quick stab of pain in her heart makes her wince, almost imperceptibly.
After a quick bit of consideration, she places the book aside and joins him in leaning on the table, one elbow bracing her as she presses into his personal bubble, close enough that she could easily give in to the urge to touch him. For a while, she simply watches him quietly, the softness of her slow breaths contrasting with the increasingly hard drumming in her chest. He somehow kept drawing her in, no matter her feelings. ]
What are my odds with you? At least 60 percent?
[ Surely she wasn't alone in that, feeling that pull. There had to be something there after all this time. ]