One shot, cos I'd missed writing anything for a day or two!
The door slid open.
She stood.
"Ruth?"
She said nothing.
"Is everything all right?"
"I just wanted to wish you a happy new year, Harry."
He stood, he hesitated.
"And a happy new year to you too, Ruth."
They both stood and said nothing.
"Made any wishes?" she asked finally.
"Only one" he said and his eyes lingered on her briefly before looking away to save her further embarrassment.
"And you?" he asked quietly.
"No, just resolutions."
He looked at her.
"Resolutions are for those who have vices they need to give up. You have no vices, Ruth, only qualities."
"I have many vices, Harry."
He shook his head, unwilling to accept it.
"And so what are you planning to give up, Ruth?"
"My resolution is to stop saying no."
He looked confused.
"Saying no to what?"
"Saying no to you, Harry."