[Ajax glances over towards the bathroom as she walks to her bedroom, before wandering over to inspect where she was talking about. He finds the spare pillows and blanket, also checking out her bathroom before moving to other parts of the apartment. It's a little small for his tastes, but he can see how it suits her. She never came off as the kind of person who needs or wants for much, but rather the kind that only has the things she needs.
But giving himself the tour doesn't entertain him long, and he's already slipping quietly into her bedroom to go bother her. Spotting her on the bed, he crawls onto it, pretending not to see any kind of glare or irritated glance she may or may not throw his way as he sits next to her, putting his head close to hers to look at her laptop screen to see what she was doing.
Not that he has any idea of what any of it means, but the point isn't to understand her job- it's to get her to stop working.]
You know, this is hardly what anyone would consider relaxing.
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But giving himself the tour doesn't entertain him long, and he's already slipping quietly into her bedroom to go bother her. Spotting her on the bed, he crawls onto it, pretending not to see any kind of glare or irritated glance she may or may not throw his way as he sits next to her, putting his head close to hers to look at her laptop screen to see what she was doing.
Not that he has any idea of what any of it means, but the point isn't to understand her job- it's to get her to stop working.]
You know, this is hardly what anyone would consider relaxing.