Room 212, Tuesday afternoon

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After talking with Jamie last night, Cassandra had taken his advice and gone to the gym to work out some aggression. She must have had a lot of aggression because she didn't make it back to the room until around noon.

She was just toweling her hair dry after a long hot shower while frowning at her closet thinking that she should probably find some way to obtain more clothes. Only having three outfits made for frequent trips to the laundry room.

[ooc: Door's open.]

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"Not...so much? You don't know what a date is?" He 's not being insulting, just...curious.

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"I guess not," she said. "I... don't know a lot of stuff."

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He blinked. "It's... where a guy and a gal get to know each other. Dinner, a movie, backseat of a Camaro, stuff like that. And a goodnight kiss."

Yes, he went for the gold.

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Cassandra's face drew up into a semi-scowl, "That doesn't sound like much fun."

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"Goodnight kiss doesn't sound like fun?" Blink.

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Her face scrunched up a bit more, "No."

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He tilted his head. He was clearly confused. "Have you ever had one? Maybe it wasn't done right." He liked goodnight kisses.

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Cassandra stepped back reflexively to put some distance between them. "No."

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He stepped back. "You want one?" He already knew the answer was no with her stepping back like that.

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"No." Her voice had gone completely flat. Dangerously so. Almost as if she'd taken his offer as a threat.

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He sighed. "Well, can't say I didn't try," he said, leaning against the doorway, arms crossed.

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She didn't reply, settling instead on simply staring at him coldly.

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"...Homecoming?"

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Cassandra eyed Jack for a long silent moment, but eventually spoke, voice still flat, "Maybe I'll see you there."

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"As my date?" His voice was flat, too.

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She just went back to staring at him. It wasn't a very welcoming stare.

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He was returning the stare. Or at least her gaze. He quirked an eyebrow.

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"Please leave," her voice was soft.

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"Friends?" he asked softly.

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"Maybe." Her face softened just a bit, "Ask me again later."

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"I'll be--" he jerked his thumb over his shoulder. "I will." He took a step back into the hall, lingering a bit.

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Cassandra took a deep breath and settled onto her bed. She knew Jack hadn't meant any harm, hadn't known what he was asking, not really. But... There were a lot of old memories there, and... Well, maybe someday she could explain it.