"are you joking? this is amazing"
"thanks"
"this should seriously release this"
"i might"
she grinned at me.
i smiled back.
she leaned back on the couch. she looked so pretty.
"you're pretty"
"thank you"
i started to write again. line after line. but it all sucked.
the next time i looked up at fleur, she was asleep. i smiled.
silently i closed my book and took up her wet cloth. i started to wipe down the tables that she hadn't already done.
eventually all the tables were tidy and clean. so i washed up my empty coffee mug and plate.
"hey fleur"
she didn't move.
"fleur!"
"yes hello"
"i need to go. so do you. get some rest"
"you're leaving?"
for my egos sake i pretended not to notice the downwards curl of her lips. "yes"
"okay. goodnight"
"goodnight"
