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Originally Posted by
Harron Peasley
Her head snapped up at that, blonde curls bouncing a little around her face. "A-avoid.. avoiding you? No, of course not... why would you zay zat?" Aimée was a little flustered; it showed in her speach, and in the look she gave before drinking again - anything so that she didn't have to look at him. Surely he didn't mean it though? No, she hadn't told anyone that she was avoiding him, least of all Stephen himself.
No, he couldn't know. Unless he'd guess, and then, well... that would be awkward.
"Ah, zounds... interesting?" she laughed a little. "You zould give eet back zoon zo, I can not imagine 'er liking you running off wiz her zings." No, the little she knew of Kat told the girl that she didn't seem that way.
"Well, I've been looking for you all around to tell you something. You're obviously pretty smart knowing I don't turn up in such places no matter what," he said, shrugging it off. If Aimee was really avoiding him, she should at least tell him why. Maybe he'd be able to fix it. But for now, it seems like she won't say anything.
"I'll give it back when I find out what this thing does. But for now, I'll just keep playing with it," he laughed, turning the round metal ball around in his fingers. Maybe there was a password to it?