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The brunette blushed a bit, she should’ve let her know. “Sorry… I just wanted to surprise you with dinner” she murmured awkwardly, rubbing her neck with her hand. “Oh, that… yeah, I finished it sooner than I expected” she confessed, offering her a tiny smile. “Turns out I made an essay a few years ago based on the same topic and well, I just added a few things and now I have the whole weekend free” she told her. “Sorry… I should’ve texted you” she said again, feeling terrible about it.
“Yeah, well, you got a lil’ surprise of your own.” She tried to lighten the mood somewhat with a little chuckle, though her brows were still furrowed in concern that Maddie might have been alarmed by her pulling a damned gun at her. “That’s good.” She commented about her assignment though her mind was far from it. Closing the distance between them, she sat beside her and reached for her forearm, looking at her with soft eyes. “I’m sorry for scaring you there. Security alarms are only so good.” Not wanting to even broach the subject of why she was the way she was, instead happy for the brunette to know her as the art curator at the gallery she’d met.