Re: [flash/gwen at the facility]
Gwen's sigh was maybe totally relieved. She'd been super willing to give him an out, and she blamed her inability to gauge his current level of interest on their time apart. He told her to cover him, and she totally did. She pulled her tablet from her messenger bag, and she swiped and blocked him as well as she could, while casually looking up to ensure they weren't intercepted in their breaking-and-entering. But she wasn't surprised at all when she heard the door open behind her. In fact, she smiled over her shoulder at him, copper hair and seafoam eyes bright. "I should've timed you," she teased.
Once the door was open, she edged past him and into the antiseptic darkness of the confined space. Whatever her burgeoning abilities, she couldn't see in the dark.
She walked all the way into the closet, and she pressed herself against the back wall. Gwen wasn't very good come-hither. In fact, she would have no idea how to come-hither, even if her life depended on it. She knew it was a talent that was super useful, but she'd kind of spent her time studying other things (and she was kind of sorry she hadn't invested time in youtube clips about being coy), so she just looked at him super earnestly, and like she wanted him to come in super badly. Behind him, the door was still open, and she glanced at it as she tugged her messenger bag off and tucked the tablet away, before letting the bag rest at her feet. She blushed, and she toed the floor, her rainboots squeaking. "I think you should close that."