[ The transaction is over. He's paid, got his items, and yet, he's here with a strange, keen interest in her. She wonders what it is. What's so different now? Today? They hadn't really crossed paths much in the last few years. They have different circles. Marta isn't exactly a party girl. She likes more low key gatherings. She hates thumping music where they have to yell to hear each other.
He's softening. He's trying to curry favor. She doesn't understand what he really wants from her. She gives a little shrug and concedes. She is stressed about midterms. ]
[ She has no choice. She has to make it work. Marta can't afford to give less than her all and then some. She's not the least bit surprised that Ransom hasn't started studying. He'd often asked to borrow her notes last minute. ]
Do you have a plan to get started on it soon? [ She raises a brow at him. She can guess the answer. ]
[ soon is as far as the plan really goes. his smile widens when she quirks a brow, and he quirks one back, over the lid of his coffee cup that he sips. ]
Are you...looking to make some extra cash with a tutoring session or two? Don't take this the wrong way. I actually mean tutoring.
[ he wouldn't result to such lowly ways of flirting if that was really what he was after. ]
[ She starts to clean the counter to give herself something to do. It doesn't seem like he's leaving anytime soon, so she entertains his conversation. She's surprised at his request though wariness follows after. She'd done most of their work together in their lab. She honestly wonders how he's made it this far in his academic career. ]
[ he picks up on the wary surprise on her face, decides to answer it with a shrug to her question. she’d be surprised how smart he actually can be if he just applied himself ( accordingly to his various teachers and tutors though the years ), and how far a pretty face and charming personality goes. ]
Stats, data management, financial reporting. Whichever you actually know. [ a pause as he sips his coffee and straightens. ] Whichever you feel like you wanna tutor me in. You can think about it—just don’t take too long.
We're on different tracks, it sounds, but I had to take stats. It wasn't that bad.
[ Wait. Does this mean she's actually considering it? She bites her bottom lip and weighs her options. What can it hurt? It's actually nice that he's trying to apply himself at least. Besides, she knows better than to let her heart get away from her this time. ]
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He's softening. He's trying to curry favor. She doesn't understand what he really wants from her. She gives a little shrug and concedes. She is stressed about midterms. ]
I study when it isn't busy. It's not so bad.
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[ certainly better at managing her studying than he is. ]
I haven’t started. [ he gives a playful wince. ] Is that bad?
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Do you have a plan to get started on it soon? [ She raises a brow at him. She can guess the answer. ]
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[ soon is as far as the plan really goes. his smile widens when she quirks a brow, and he quirks one back, over the lid of his coffee cup that he sips. ]
Are you...looking to make some extra cash with a tutoring session or two? Don't take this the wrong way. I actually mean tutoring.
[ he wouldn't result to such lowly ways of flirting if that was really what he was after. ]
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Tutor you in what?
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Stats, data management, financial reporting. Whichever you actually know. [ a pause as he sips his coffee and straightens. ] Whichever you feel like you wanna tutor me in. You can think about it—just don’t take too long.
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[ Wait. Does this mean she's actually considering it? She bites her bottom lip and weighs her options. What can it hurt? It's actually nice that he's trying to apply himself at least. Besides, she knows better than to let her heart get away from her this time. ]
Alright. When are you free?