Sophia was a little disappointed, but at the same time she was extremely happy. Tim [i]wanted[/i] to hang out with her. Just a few days ago he was holing himself up in his apartment, interacting with no one unless he [i]had[/i] to. But now here he was, already starting to get comfortable around Sophia and wanting to be around her and do things together. It made her happy that he had already progressed so far in so short a period of time, but she was also happy to have a friend to do things with.

They had been together a lot the past couple of days, just having fun and goofing off. It was time to get some work done. And Tim's work was [i]really[/i] important because it was his job. Sophia didn't want to be a distraction. Still, the way he bit his lip was too cute. In general Tim was really adorable and Sophia just wanted to hug him and gush over how cute he was even with--or perhaps because of--all his awkward mannerisms. But that was getting off subject.

"It's alright," Sophia reassured him with a smile. "If you need to do your work alone, then do what you need to do. But you have to catch up today 'cause tomorrow's Thanksgiving." She grinned, recalling last night when she had playfully threatened to kidnap Tim and drag him to her apartment for dinner. "Anyway, I'll drive you back to your place," she said as she stood up and collected the dishes. Suddenly she noticed the sleeve of Tim's sweater--the one she was still wearing, the nice and comfy one that smelled vaguely like Tim and his apartment--and exclaimed, "Oh! Your clothes. I'll wash them today so I can return them to you tomorrow. I also need to get my pajama pants from your place. I left them there yesterday morning when... You know, when we left in a hurry."