it had never occurred to her that her problem - if he could even really be considered a problem - could be solved with something as simple as a paper bag. but here she was, not nervous, not blushing from head to toe, speech completely devoid of embarrassing stutters, despite sitting next to someone who would usually (if it weren’t for the paper bag) be causing her to have those exact reactions.
but, just as she solves one problem, another one pops up just as easily. she really shouldn’t blame him for the way he shifts uncomfortably with the bag over his head, he’d been pretty much forced into this situation by her anyway, but she can’t help the annoyed little sigh that escapes her lips when he moves again, stealing her attention away from the project she was supposed to be working on. “ stop squirming!!!! you keep distracting me, and we need this project finished as soon as possible. ” @solitaried