"I wouldn't mind it," she says, voice lightly amused as she holds the gentle contact of her fingers around his wrist, moving him toward the couch, where she lets go to brush against his chest, to get him to sit. She doubts he's likely to stand on ceremony, but she knows where she wants him. She was comfortable there before Shikamaru arrived, she plans on being just as comfortable now that he has.
She really doesn't see any reason to play at being nervous about inviting him in.
"I bet your windows have a better view. Mine mostly has a good view of the air conditioning unit on the building across from us. I haven't eaten yet. I've got some soup in the refrigerator. I didn't eat yet. I know it's a bad habit, but I've been eating dinner late a lot. I'm not used to living on my own. I've always had Kankurou."
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Date: 2014-03-19 06:39 pm (UTC)She really doesn't see any reason to play at being nervous about inviting him in.
"I bet your windows have a better view. Mine mostly has a good view of the air conditioning unit on the building across from us. I haven't eaten yet. I've got some soup in the refrigerator. I didn't eat yet. I know it's a bad habit, but I've been eating dinner late a lot. I'm not used to living on my own. I've always had Kankurou."