Room 527, Sunday night

[solo_sword]

To be completely honest, Jaina wasn't sure why she was here. Today had been entirely messed up, and suddenly she was agreeing to meet her twenty-years-older apparent ex at his "old" room. She really did want to talk, to find out what was new and how he was, and also because anything else they usually got up to might be considered a felony here at the moment.

Taking a breath, she knocked on the door.

[For the room's owner!]

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[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

"Thanks," he replied, standing and moving toward the door. "Um, good luck to you, too."

[solo_sword]

This was probably right up there in what would probably be the top five most awkward goodbyes of her life. The entire way to the door she was wondering if there was anything she was supposed to say in this sort of situation, and by the time she got there, she had nothing but "Bye, John."

[missed-the-gate.livejournal.com]

It was just so tempting. But he kept himself in check and offered her his hand with a little nod. "Bye, Jaina."

[solo_sword]

She looked at his hand, taking it to squeeze it briefly, not wanting to hold it too long or anything like that. And then she let go, stepping back to turn and walk away.