[ Her head turns and she blinks at him, a slight frown on her face. For a while, she's not sure what to say to...any of it. And here she was, thinking she'd be able to maintain complete control of this situation.
She presses her lips together as she goes back to staring at the numbers. Finally, it's almost here. Not that being in the elevator will be any better. Being awkward in an elevator is only going to amplify it. Where's she going to run to if things get too unbearable? ]
I won't tell you that.
[ Loneliness always wins. No matter how smart she's trying to be, she'll never claim victory over that.
The elevator dings, and the doors slide open. Monika sighs, steeling herself for the worst, then steps inside, giving the paintings inside a passing glance. Should she say more? She shouldn't. But maybe...?
Staring at the floor, she takes hold of one of the rails. Her fingers drum on it nervously once he joins her inside. ]
Don't you have something you like to do? A hobby or something?
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She presses her lips together as she goes back to staring at the numbers. Finally, it's almost here. Not that being in the elevator will be any better. Being awkward in an elevator is only going to amplify it. Where's she going to run to if things get too unbearable? ]
I won't tell you that.
[ Loneliness always wins. No matter how smart she's trying to be, she'll never claim victory over that.
The elevator dings, and the doors slide open. Monika sighs, steeling herself for the worst, then steps inside, giving the paintings inside a passing glance. Should she say more? She shouldn't. But maybe...?
Staring at the floor, she takes hold of one of the rails. Her fingers drum on it nervously once he joins her inside. ]
Don't you have something you like to do? A hobby or something?