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[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6xMWeTkWZmA]I'm in a brand new time zone, we got a whole new state of mind
Buzzing all high on a tight rope, eyes lit up like the Vegas sign[/url][/sub]

Interacted With: Allie [@Neurovoid] 
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The good news was that the other girl didn't laugh, didn't immediately write off Nicoletta as some sort of quiet weirdo. That was always a good thing. The even better news was that the other girl smiled - Nicoletta could tell a smile and she was honestly hoping it was because of taking that first little step to a simple introduction. Or maybe the girl was a natural smiler, Nicoletta could certainly see why if that turned out to be the case...her eyes seeing the smile might have encouraged a soft upturning of her lips as well. Just a couple of newly introduced sorts having a brief smile, nothing wrong with that. 

Allie was the girl's name, well, her nickname and Nicoletta saw no reason why not to call her as such. That must've meant they were closer to becoming friends, right? But what if she just wanted everyone to call her Allie? What if it wasn't anything special, just a preference? Already Nicoletta's head was rolling with possibilities and overthinking a situation that didn't call for such heavy analysis. It didn't occur to Nicoletta that she could be staring - which she was, at the poor girl nor did she notice immediately that Allie looked away. Only then did Nicoletta do the same, with a light chuckle and an awkward sort of glance back. 

Why was it weird? Why did it have to be? It wasn't weird. Why did she look away? Why did Nicoletta look away also? More thoughts rolling around in Nicoletta's head as she glanced back towards Allie.

[color=sandybrown]"You can call me Nicole if you like,"[/color] she responded, voice sounding less timid but still gentle, [color=sandybrown]"Little details? Like...like what?"[/color] She sounded a bit nervous, as if she had been judged for wearing her outfit or something...what did she do wrong? [color=sandybrown]"Like how on point your makeup is?"[/color] That was the ticket, get in front of the potential remark with one of her own. 

It didn't even seem to register with Nicoletta that her comment could have been interpreted as 'I was staring at your face'. At least, not until it had already been said, the compliment - inadvertent or otherwise - hanging in the air between them.[/center]