A/N: Trigger warning, Airplane Disasters (spoilery yes, but just in case~)
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She gestured deeper inside the room. To the kitchen counter with chairs and space made available for visitors or perhaps roommates. There are a number of items in here that I don't think ever belonged to the apartment I once visited.
> Space up here is limited. It only makes sense. <
"Sit. Please."
I did as she asked, after she pulled the seat out for me. However, she didn't join me like I thought. Instead, she moved to a shelf and seemed to grab something.
Seemed to weigh whether she wanted to bring it over or not.
Even when she brought her phone over, its screen showing it turning on just now, her hand hovered over it. Like she wanted to protect it and like she didn't want to touch it all at once.
"I've been trying to decide ever since I heard you returned. Whether I wanted you to hear this."
