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The Roof - Monday morning before classes - 11/24

After a week(end) of near-hermitness in his room, subsiding on tea, hot soup, and other such things as he could make in the confines of his room, Liir was in two very different states than he'd been in when he'd gone in:

He was well, of body if not of mind or soul, not that that was odd.

And he was thoroughly sick of his room.

The bedsheets had been stripped off and put in a pile with the laundry for him to do after classes, and the window had been opened to let in fresh light, but it hadn't been quite enough. That said, he wasn't quite sure he was exactly up for company yet, and so he left it to the whims of chance; people came up to the roof almost as often as they went to the common rooms, after all, the view was lovely, and the breeze was nice enough when one had a steaming hot cup of tea and was wrapped up tight in a thick Munchkinlanderwool cloak.

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"I know," she said, smiling up at him. "But as a favor to me, because it would make her feel better and things... well, things went all wrong between Ino and me and I realize that there is no point to any of it. So... whatever," she said with a light shrug, rubbing her mittened gloves together.

He wrapped a corner of the cloak around her hand and smiled at her.

"I'll try."

He wanted to pull her closer but he wasn't sure if she'd want that.

Still smiling, Amber enjoyed his taking care of her hands. It was cute.

And she definitely wouldn't mind being pulled in closer.

"Thank you," she said. "And now since you are on the mend, we need to talk about hanging out, doing something fun, yah?"

"I've nothing on my plate," he admitted, "other than a bit of magic I'd like to work on, and that's just... it'll take me ages, no doubt."

"So let's go out," she bounced a little. "I need to have some fun! We can do anything, whatever you like. I was so bored last night I arranged my socks in neat little orders determined by size, color, and fluffiness."

"...all right. Whatever you'd like. Maybe, er, maybe the movies? Or something else, I don't know. I usually read."

Amber stared up at him. "Okay, reading is all well and good when you're by yourself, or if you're reading to someone, but we need to have fun, Liir. Do you get what fun means?" she asked, amusement quirking the corners of her mouth upward. "We can make turkey cookies? Or turkey hands? Or... pumpkin pies? Or we can go out to dinner and to the movies and then stop off at Caritas and sing?" Yes, she was oddly serious about everything she mentioned.

She raised up on her tiptoes to try and kiss his chin.

He let her, though it got her a rather adorable sort of befuzzled look.

"Dinner out, a movie, and... I'll watch you sing, if you'd like. I'm not much for the stage."

She missed affection, yes.

"I couldn't talk you into it?"

He shook his head.

"Getting up on a stage? No, I don't think so. I don't like a lot of attention."

He leaned down and tipped his head to try and kiss her forehead. She was warm, adding her heat to the cloak. It was rather nice, really.

"Then I won't either unless I drink enough to sing only to you," she said, grinning a bit when he kissed her forehead. The warmth was rather nice and Amber sighed in contentment. "When should we plan this?" Reaching up, she patted her mitten against his chest.

"Whenever you like," he said honestly.

"As I said, I don't really have any plans. Tonight there's the club and some laundry to do, but I'm free after work Wednesday and all day Thursday."

"Yah, tonight is no good," she agreed, bititng her lip in thought while her had patted against him. "Hm. I'm leaving Wednesday after work for home, for Thanksgiving, and won't be back until Friday."

"There's Friday," he offered quietly, wondering how many people would be going home for Thursday.

Amber tilted her head, staring up at him. "Friday will work. Do you... I mean I know you probably don't, but Thanksgiving, do you know what it is?"

"I've read about it," he admitted. "It sounded a little like a harvest festival, and I'm familiar enough with those. Why?"

"Well, I wasn't sure how many people would be here, or how many are going home. I don't want you to be alone."

"I'll be fine," he assured her.

"If it's too empty, I'll go back and see Trism for the day."

Which wasn't a lie when he said it, but was a moment after. The white cat had seen him, after all, so it might not be safe to go see Trism. He wouldn't want to come back one day to find the room in the boarding house empty because of him.

Amber frowned; it was her first reaction to that name. "Uh."

He thought that perhaps she'd heard about things.

"Um... well, no, I suppose I can't, not for a bit, hopefully, but I'll figure out something. I'm sure there'll be people here."

"What's up with this guy?" she asked plainly, searching his face.

He blinked.

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

Now he was confused.

"I don't know," she shrugged, not able to really say just what she was thinking. He seemed like Liir was his and Amber didn't think she liked that. But to tell Liir that, it seemed kind of a pushy, nosey thing to do.

...

"Are you guys together?"

Now he blinked.

"No, we're just... we're very good friends," he said with a brief chuckle. "He saved me once, and he's one of the only people I trust back in Oz. And, well, he was there for me when I'd had a, well, a very very bad week the once. I care about him very much.

"But I'm not dating anyone. Or anything."

His head tilted and he looked at Amber.

"Why?"

"I ne- wanted to know, that's all. If you have a boyfriend, then I don't want to go out on a date with you."

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