[ ooc: last post should have said "Roy" not "Ray" ]
It had to be the hallway lighting they used at night, combined with the reflection from their red jumpsuits that transforms Adam's face into a very healthy shade of red. Because Felicity knows there was absolutely no way he was blushing right now. Not because of her. She never makes anyone blush.
Except herself. She blushes a lot, given the words that just come tumbling out of her mouth, and after that comment from Adam about how he has tools, she was definitely start to feel warmth in her cheeks.
"That's um ... great. Drills and wrenches and hammers are ... great tools. I'll uhm, be sure to knock on your door if I ever need someone to drill, or hammer or screw..." She blinks for a second and the heat really rushes to her face as Felicity realizes she needs to add a noun to that sentence asap. "... myyyyyy ... bookshelves."
Felicity doesn't even have bookshelves.
Should she just run for it? At this point, that seems safer than actually continuing this conversation. She takes a step to the side, closer to her door and further from this terribly attractive ... Adam.
"I think I met your roommate yesterday, actually," she says, taking another step. "I got lost outside of the Wagon Wheel, and he um, walked me back to my room. Speaking of which, my roommate probably really needs me, because that's normal, so I'm just gonna-" She points to her door, which was literally a few feet away. "Go ... find her."
There's a silent moment before Felicity all but runs the remaining four feet to her door, opens it, and shuts it behind her.
omg these adorable kids, i mean tomatoes
It had to be the hallway lighting they used at night, combined with the reflection from their red jumpsuits that transforms Adam's face into a very healthy shade of red. Because Felicity knows there was absolutely no way he was blushing right now. Not because of her. She never makes anyone blush.
Except herself. She blushes a lot, given the words that just come tumbling out of her mouth, and after that comment from Adam about how he has tools, she was definitely start to feel warmth in her cheeks.
"That's um ... great. Drills and wrenches and hammers are ... great tools. I'll uhm, be sure to knock on your door if I ever need someone to drill, or hammer or screw..." She blinks for a second and the heat really rushes to her face as Felicity realizes she needs to add a noun to that sentence asap. "... myyyyyy ... bookshelves."
Felicity doesn't even have bookshelves.
Should she just run for it? At this point, that seems safer than actually continuing this conversation. She takes a step to the side, closer to her door and further from this terribly attractive ... Adam.
"I think I met your roommate yesterday, actually," she says, taking another step. "I got lost outside of the Wagon Wheel, and he um, walked me back to my room. Speaking of which, my roommate probably really needs me, because that's normal, so I'm just gonna-" She points to her door, which was literally a few feet away. "Go ... find her."
There's a silent moment before Felicity all but runs the remaining four feet to her door, opens it, and shuts it behind her.