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It was funny, really, how the woman with heavy black boots and a look that said 'warning' could be so easily ignored when she wanted to be. It was a posture thing, a body language thing, that let her go unobserved in a crowd or, in this case, a dessert cafe.
She hadn't been trying to be sneaky, not really, she just hadn't wanted to cause extra work for anyone when there was so much going on. But, well, she'd been caught already.
At least this guy was nice about it.
Piper's lips pulled into a mild smile, almost sheepish, almost genuine.
"Oh, cool, thanks." She felt, well, a little silly now as she used the tiny spoon to toss a few more small marshmallows onto her bowl of ice cream. "See now I'm kind of morally obligated to eat them so they don't go to waste. You ever sneak a few, on the job?"
She so rarely treated herself to things like this. All she could sneak at her job was liquor, which had really lost its novelty after the first week, she could only imagine popping a few sugary treats now and then would be significantly more enjoyable.
"Hey, it's okay. I didn't mean to scare you." Rezz tried to sound as apologetic as he could, knowing that his helmet hid his features entirely and all that could be hear was the empathetic apology in his voice.
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The rave was loud. Lights bright. Too bright, in a way that made the world seem to tilt just so on its axis. She had tried to pull herself from it, pushing through the crowd as her heart caught in her throat. Breaths too short.
Whatever she had taken wasn't hitting right, tonight. The high she was looking for had been replaced with this sensation of spiders crawling under her skin, the music pressing in on her like a physical thing.
She jolted, every line of her body tensing as her eyes, pupils too wide, locked on the guy. His words clicked in her head a moment too slow.
"Oh... uh... shit." Her hand rubbed her face, back pressing against the metallic pillar that was a lighthouse in this storm of bodies. "No. It's fine. I'm just, hah, a little keyed up. No worries."
She was trying to act normal. If she was succeeding or not, well....
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