“EAT” Her appearance should have been previously noted for her habitual rhythm of delivering food & herding him out of his lab had been going on for a week nearly. MOTHERLY NATURE common for the widow, but caring for a wanted lover a new phenomena. “You have an hour ‘til I kick you out”
eternally yearning to believe the faintest of possibilities; that he stands out amongst the wide array of those the SPY displays such an attentiveness toward. ( most evenings, he doesn’t allow himself to put stock in the idea… )
❛ you know, as much as i enjoy room service… i’m also a big fan of PRIVACY. ❜ he’s TEASING ( well, not really, but she is a newfound exception to the rule… despite the fact that she has, admittedly, proven to be more of a distraction than a productivity asset in the lab. )
eyes are not lackluster, no longer void of INCENTIVE in the warmth which her company provides… pause. hurried digits shuffling through resources —— a genuine chuckle that is long overdue… timid. sheepish. but a laugh, all the same.
❛ mhm. and will that be a metaphorical kick, or a tangible one? ❜
DEFLECTING ?? perhaps. but she’s being persistent, and so is he.