It didn't hit Ace till a moment after, that Hannah had invited him up to her apartment for a drink. He looked up after her, a little slack-jawed that she would ask. They had only just really started talking minutes ago. He was surprised that she was so trusting. That was okay though, right? He liked to think of himself as a trustworthy kind of guy. A few perverted thoughts started popping up in his mind, and when she was out of sight, he gently face palmed. It was true, he was still a guy after all. He shook his head, literally shaking the thoughts from his mind. 

[i]/She's just being friendly. I will get drinks then leave. It's as simple as that./
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As he thought all this, he realized that he hadn't moved from the spot where she had asked the question. He heard her door open, but didn't hear it shut. [i]/She must be waiting for me./ [/i]

He hopped up the stairs, skipping one on every jump. He slowly made his way to her door and took a deep breath. He turned inside, and stared at the floor, only looking up to make sure she was actually there. "Um, I don't like wine. But I can take a –" and that's when he noticed the bag in his hand, "Oh, nevermind." He took out an energy drink labeled 'Red Bull' from the bag, "I have something already."

Her apartment was nice and clean. It was the complete opposite of his apartment. He cringed at the thought of someone like her, who seemed so neat, going into the messy inferno called his home. He felt lucky Professor hasn't moved out yet. 

"I like your place." he said, standing in the middle of her kitchen while starting to look around a bit more. 

He wondered how old Hannah was. She looked around his age, but liked wine? Maybe she just had more refined taste? He took nervous sip after sip of his drink. He felt like he should get to know her more since she was being so kind to him. "You asked me what I do, um, how about yourself?" His fingers fidgeted on the can.