Mar 18, 2020
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“I can’t believe it’s eleven already.”
“Do you want to go home?”
“No... Do you want me to?”
“No.”
“Back to work it is then.”
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“Christopher Jacob Henley are you nervous?”
“What? No!”
Piper raised an eyebrow at him.
“...Ok maybe a little.”
She chuckled, rasping her knuckles against the door with just enough force to overcome the muffled music playing through the walls.
“This friend’s really into New Year’s, huh?” he said, fixating on the banner taped above the door.
“What she’s into is decorating.” Piper corrected with a smile, glancing over her shoulder. He didn’t make eye contact, instead choosing to lock eyes on the festive decoration. He let out a single controlled breath as he rocked his weight from one foot to the other. She couldn’t help but find this new jittery side of him endearing.
“You know… I’m really glad you’re here.”
Chris lost interest in the decor immediately, focusing instead on Piper’s face. “Yeah?”
“I only know two people here, it’ll be nice to have someone to be a stranger with.”
The thought seemed to comfort him.
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“...And you’re sure it wasn’t just-”
“Experimental error?” Chris asked, watching as Piper burned a hole into the rug. “We’d thought about it but at this point we’ve redone the experiment more than I can count.”
“Then I’ve got nothing.” Piper threw her hands up. “You’re right, it’s unsolvable. The math doesn’t make any sense; if anything the opposite should be true.” she huffed.
“And here I thought the great Dr. Kingsley was going to be our salvation.” Chris smiled, amusement clear in his eyes.
“Dr. Kingsley, huh? I like the sound of that.” she laughed, falling into the space beside him. She sighed, crossing her arms. “I don’t even know where to start.”
“If it were easy we would’ve figured it out by now.” Chris patted her shoulder reassuringly. “And hey, you haven’t been working on it for very long either.”
“I know.” She said, leaning back against the chair. “It’s just frustrating that after a week of studying the notes the only plausible theory I have is aliens.”
“Aliens?” Chris chuckled with the prick of his eyebrow.
“Or brain washing.” Piper continued, trying unsuccessfully to keep a straight face. “Either way Dobson’s in on it.”
“I see...” He replied, trying his best to match Piper’s serious tone. “I’ll look into it.”
They weren’t able to keep up the deadpan tone for very long before laughter got the best of them.
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