Hey. [ smiling is natural with her. seeing her warms him from the inside out. he doesn't know why. yes, she's beautiful and yes, she's been kind to him but it's more than that. or it could be, if they keep spending time together like this. he dips his head and gestures with his hands, once he recognizes that he's staring at her. don't be such a freak, he chides himself. ]
Um—please, come in. Make yourself at home. Can I grab you anything to drink or eat?
[ his apartment isn't messy. it's semi-organized even if one half of the coffee table has a small stack of library books and the kitchen table has turned into a project station. when he strides towards the couch to grab a throw blanket and fold it up, it's only to make room for her to sit. Ben glances back over at her, curiosity clear on his face. he doesn't have much, but what he does have he's more than willing to share. he's used to rationing and living simplistically—he hasn't been able to shake that off just yet. ]
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Um—please, come in. Make yourself at home. Can I grab you anything to drink or eat?
[ his apartment isn't messy. it's semi-organized even if one half of the coffee table has a small stack of library books and the kitchen table has turned into a project station. when he strides towards the couch to grab a throw blanket and fold it up, it's only to make room for her to sit. Ben glances back over at her, curiosity clear on his face. he doesn't have much, but what he does have he's more than willing to share. he's used to rationing and living simplistically—he hasn't been able to shake that off just yet. ]