If there had been one person she hadn't wanted to find her in here, above all others, it was Simon-- with anyone else, she feels like she could have come up with a good enough excuse, apologized and explained it away as best she could for it being a very real invasion of privacy, but with Simon...
He knew her so well it was possible he already knew what she'd been thinking, what had possessed her to come upstairs in the first place. She sets down the photo she'd been looking at, quickly slipping it back beneath the book that had hidden it in the first place.]
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If there had been one person she hadn't wanted to find her in here, above all others, it was Simon-- with anyone else, she feels like she could have come up with a good enough excuse, apologized and explained it away as best she could for it being a very real invasion of privacy, but with Simon...
He knew her so well it was possible he already knew what she'd been thinking, what had possessed her to come upstairs in the first place. She sets down the photo she'd been looking at, quickly slipping it back beneath the book that had hidden it in the first place.]
... yeah.
[No use pretending she wasn't.]
Shit. Si, I'm sorry.