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Library, Wednesday, All Day

Sholeh couldn't keep still. No matter how hard she tried, she'd find her foot tapping or her fingers drumming or her hips shifting slightly in her seat. She'd been a jangly ball of nervous tension since Monday and it was only getting worse as the week passed. In an effort to burn some of the excess energy off, Sholeh had thrown herself into cleaning the library. Books were being dusted, shelves were being polished, even the walls were getting scrubbed.

She might not know what was going on, but she was going to tire herself out anyway, dammit.

...And if certain sections of the library (say, the romance, anatomy, and art books) were getting a little more thorough attention than others, well, who could say why that was?

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No making out in the stacks, now!

Look up. She's cleaning the tops of the bookshelves. She's committed to cleanliness, all right?

He's likely handling this week with dignity and aplomb.

~~AHAHAHAHAHA~~

Poor Sholeh hasn't a clue. *Pets her*

John was handling this week with more aplomb than you could shake a stick at!

...yes, Dirty.

Still, he was in a fairly good mood in his office today, even if he was chain-smoking up a storm. The energy? Well, put towards research for now...and if his topic of choice today was succubi, well, could anyone blame him?

Besides, the bar would open soon, right? And then he'd be perfectly content. Especially if the girl from above him decided to work it again.

...yes, still Dirty.

Sholeh was his closest friend here in Fandom, so it made sense that Ulrik typically looked forward to his Wednesday afternoon visit to the library. But this week the anticipation had something of a... different... feel to it. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. In any case, there were grilled tuna paninis and chocolate-dipped strawberries being placed on the counter, followed by a grinning Ulrik leaning up against said counter. "Keeping busy, I see," he commented.

"Ulrik!" Sholeh normally had a smile for him, too, but today it might have been just...a little more inviting, perhaps? She was definitely thrilled to see him. "Hi! Hello! It's really great to see you!"

Also great? The way he looked today.

Ulrik would argue that he looked great every day, thank you. But he'd also have to admit that Sholeh's enthusiasm was particularly charming today.

Normally, this would be the part where he'd tease her about just being glad to see lunch but instead he found himself blushing. Blushing.

"So, ah. Your week has been going well?"

Sholeh wrinkled her nose at that. "Not really," she said. "I've been feeling all...antsy. And overwarm. And like my skin is super-sensitive, you know?"

Listening to radio, it sounded as if she wasn't the only one who was feeling twitchy, but she staunchly maintained that she wasn't having the same reaction that everyone else was.

That being said, she couldn't help but wonder how Ulrik would look, posed like someone in the paintings she'd seen today.

~~Paint him like one of your French girls!~~

"I know the feeling," he said, tugging on his collar. "But on the plus side, we aren't just blurting out the first thing that comes to mind anymore, so..."

"That would be so awful this week!" Sholeh said, before clapping her hand over her mouth and proving that she was still prone to blurting out anyway. "I mean, err, that is, well..."

There was no way to spin that.

"No, wait. It would be awful."

"Oh, agreed, wholeheartedly," Ulrik said with a nod. "Are you, ah, going to the dance?"

"The prom?" Sholeh asked, shaking her head. "I'm only a sophomore, I'm not invited. It's for juniors and seniors only."

At least, that was what she'd heard.

"Are you? It's going to be your last big event before graduation, right?"

"Oh," he frowned. "Sorry- I hadn't realized that was the case," although if he'd known it would have been acceptable for him to invite her, he would've done so in a heartbeat. "And It is," Ulrik nodded. "I'll miss how refreshingly informal these dances are, compared to back home." Because even the formal-est of Fandom dances couldn't quite hold a candle to the stuffy functions that royal courts were expected to put on.

Pardon Sholeh for a moment, Ulrik. She was just going to...gaze at you for a moment. Because that faaaaace.

::Guh,:: Zhahar said eloquently, to the wordless agreement of both sisters.

"I, err, uh..." Sholeh unconsciously licked her lips, before dragging her eyes away. The counter! Yes! The counter was a thing to look at! It wasn't Ulrik's eyes. Or his face. Or his mouth. Or his sweater that he filled out to a ridiculous degree... "Tell me about those dances!" she said quickly. Maybe he wouldn't realize that she was staring at him like a moon-eyed idiot.

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