Ah, the story that leads to my current condition is…I don’t know, more of a crying story than a laughing one. *laughs a little* I find that the more days that go by, the less i worry about judgement. I think that’s probably a good thing. Either way, a bottle of wine sounds lovely, some dinner too, yes? *smiles a little, running a hand through his hair* Do you know if he’s an only child? I’ve heard that only children often enjoy their solitude more than those with siblings, just because they’re used to it. He does seem to like me more after I’ve left him alone a few days.
The woman laughed lightly at the other man as she wrung her hands. “Then lets just think on happier things, hm?” The thought of getting dinner after a long day was something that appeased her. It was rare that she ate, due to the fact that she was constantly on the Professor’s heels as he worked. That left little time for herself. “You know what, we can go back to my flat and cook. Have a couple glasses of wine and watch really bad television.”
Truth be told she didn’t know all too much about the Professor’s private life. She knew that the the Professor’s father and he had a falling out while the Professor was still a graduate student. However, no other family was mentioned in his file. “I’m unsure. It would make sense though, I couldn’t see him with siblings.”
