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Camille:

“This is the second room. It hasn’t been used in a while, so…” Reggie said, scratching the back of his neck.

He didn’t look at me while he spoke, but kept rummaging and rearranging anything he could get his hands on around the room.

“It’s fine,” I assured him, finding his nervousness cute. “It’s nice. I honestly don’t mind a little dust just as long as it’s not a party.”

He nodded, clearly relieved.

“Will you like something to eat?” He asked, holding my hand and leading me to where I presumed was the kitchen even though I hadn’t responded yet.

“I ordered Chinese.”

I rarely ever ate food I didn’t prepare myself, but the food ended up being better than I expected.

“How is it?” Reggie asked.

“It’s great,” I said honestly.

Besides wanting to be as far away from Daniel as possible, I had come here because I wanted to get certain questions answered. However, as we ate in silence, I couldn’t think of a way to bring them up.

“How has work been?” He as