β yeah. β
no she didnβtβ¦ but she didnβt know what else to say.
β sorry for interrupting you, Linda. I β¦ β
she lifts her gaze, noticing how now in the same level and not so far from each other, her gazes connect. god β what was she doing ?
...
I know what a nail looks like silly .
( she says walking near Susan but not too close as she began searching around . Crouching down , getting on all fours to check underneath drawers or tables and even looking on top of things just in case . )
Hmm are you sure &&
sheβs taking care of her clothing β going on and on against the grain of the sink, trying to take away the stains of oil and soil staining them. this is not what you use the companyβs kitchen for, but sheβll had to do with what was given.
@TWlSTEDTECH | I've been meaning to write her for ages. I was actually writing her back when ep3 came out haha, but the fandom was DED.
loved reading your stuff btw!
β it should be in the floor. it's ... small ? yeah. silver. I always lose those. β
she crouches as she says that. avoiding once again Linda's deep eyes.
β if you wanna join me and get it we'll find it in no time. β
β yeah... β she keeps her distance.
what Susan would give β would do, make, create β to have the peace to just stare at Linda the whole day.
but maybe if they searched she could just have these seconds away from her job. and have Linda. and maybe, a nail.
...
( she couldnβt help but chuckle softly . Susan has always been so nervous around her and she truly wondered why . . . Maybe . . No no it canβt be . )
Uhm a nail . . No I donβt think Iβve seen any but if youβd like I can help you look for it .
&&
tension ripples from her core at the sound of Linda's voice and the look back.
β oh YEAβMHβ Yeah. β she lies. what was she doing ? β sorry I wanted to ask how... If... you've seen anything roll its way here ? like... β her gaze is adverted as she makes things up.
...
( she doesnβt notice her until she accidentally dropped her pen on the floor and noticed a set of boots standing still on the ground causing her gaze to go up and realize it was Susan )
Hello you ! Need anything ?
keeps going β god. how often had she done this in the past ? in the school while the light of sun hit the brown hair right on its brightest spots.
she was stuck there once again β screwdriver on hand temporarily forgotten.