It's Complicated
"It's not complicated. Love is a very simple thing. You either love someone or you don't." Carisi shrugs.
"It's not that easy," she says.
"Yes, actually it is." Carisi tosses his cup in the garbage can and leaves Rollins alone in the break room to think about that. Her gaze shifts to the shiny blue and white panel of the soft drink vending machine, the one where she had retrieved that ginger ale so long ago, the one they stood in front of when he told her he knew.
Is that when this all started? When he fell in love with her?
. . . When did she fall in love with him?
"Carisi!" she shouts, chasing after him .