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Chance looked up as Cordelia came into the kitchen, a part of her hoping that there wasn't an entourage of people that would follow her. Much to her pleasant surprise it was only her roommate. Chance breathed out a small breath. "Hey," she answered back, pouring herself some lemonade. "No, I'm fine. I'm not use to so many people being over, but the space is yours also." Chance didn't understand Cordelia's seeming need to please her. They had been assigned to room together, it wasn't like it was a choice and she didn't expect Cordelia to be anything more than another person who happened to live in the same place. Chance had even tried to keep different hours so they rarely ran into each other. Holding up the pitcher, she looked to Cordelia. "Would you like some?" |