action.
[ she's sure he would. she sighs at the sound of his voice - much closer - and gets up in no rush. pulls her headset out of her ear and leaves it on her bed on the way. she looks at him once, through the thin curtains before she works at opening the doors, gives them a nudge open.
(the thing is, she's not unsure. she just wants, and fine, maybe she is a little something she can't put her finger on. (not awkward, not nervous, not giddy, not anything most people in love might be, at least not at any one time.) not about him, or around him, but because of him. she feels herself relax with him, and that's the most something of all.) ] Come in.