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“... Uh Rumi… are you… ok?”
“Mhm! I’m fine, just... fine.”
Mira narrowed her eyes.
Rumi was wearing a sports bra and a closely fitting tanktop, her hair in a casual ponytail, a few strands falling around her face and despite the very distracting view of Rumi's biceps, Mira had noticed Rumi was leaning back ever so slightly, one hand on the desk, the other clenching and unclenching on the arm of her chair…and her patterns were flickering. Mira couldn’t quite make out the colour under the light of Rumi’s desk lamp but they seemed to be flaring at random intervals.
Something was definitely up.
For one thing-
“Where’s Zoey?”
Rumi suddenly smiled, that lopsided, slow smile that made her eyes twinkle with mischief.
“Hmmm... Zoey… Zoey’s a little occupied, right now.”