closed starter for @rawtalents
Noemi felt like there was a spotlight on her at all times now, and she really hated that. Ever since Naim's little dedication to them, they had felt definitively sick, and that if anyone were to mention it or she were to think about it for too long, all the contents of her lunch would end up in the nearest trash can. She wasn't avoiding Naim by any means, but the idea of showing up to glee club put a little pit in her stomach.
AV club, however, nobody could get to her or bother her. A quiet solace away from all the noise and even their own thoughts on the matter. What had possessed him? Surely not that jangle that had been allegedly floating around. Noemi heard his feet first and his hand messing with the doorknob second. They abandoned their project to fix one of the overhead projectors that had a burnt-out light bulb to duck behind it.
"What, Naim?"
