My Roommate is in agreement with me:
Ludwig knocked on the door for the second time, knowing full well that An'na had been cooped up in her room all day long. He'd rehearsed what he was going to say several times last night and this morning, and for him it was now or never. An'na may have been okay with tiptoeing around the house, but Ludwig most certainly was not.
Never run away from your problems. He reminded himself. Admittedly, he originally had no idea how to handle the whole…New Years situation. Ludwig rationalized that the best way to attack was how he did everything else, through strategic planning. He organized in bullet-points what he felt needed to be discussed, researched several solutions until he found one he thought best fit their situation and now he was standing in front of An'na's bedroom door fully prepared.
When it finally opened, An'na didn't say anything but walked back to her bed and grabbed her laptop to continue whatever she was doing. Ludwig stood by the door, not sure if he should entire on his own accord. Technically she did open the door but this was her bedroom, her inner sanctuary and a very personal space. It wouldn't be right to do so without her officially giving him an invitation.
He cleared his throat, gathered his wits and proceeded how he organized on his list, bedroom aside, "An'na I think we need to talk."
"Bout what?" she asked still clicking away at the keys of her laptop.
He assumed she would say that, and so, item number two on the checklist, "About what happened on New Years. I believe we have gone long enough without discussing it. The," he paused and swallowed. "Kiss is something that needs to be addressed."
An'na didn't respond, still typing with her head down. According to his research, she was supposed to either confirm or deny the need to discuss something. She did neither and seemed more inclined to ignore him than anything else. Ludwig waited to see if she would speak, but An'na didn't so much as look at him.
Okay, plan B.
"Well," he ran a hand through his hair. Really, it was a lot harder to do when she wasn't following the plan too, "From my understanding, it was an accident. I assume you intended to give me a kiss on the cheek, and,"
An'na looked up, not at him but straight ahead. She was biting her lip, something he'd never seen her do before.
"And, you didn't mean anything by it. So this awkwardness between us is really unnecessary." There, he said it finally. But now, An'na was looking at him. Ludwig wanted nothing more than to abandon ship. Drop the whole thing and forget the kiss ever happened, because An'na was just sitting there silently and it made him completely uncomfortable.
"Technically speaking, it was an accident" An'na finally spoke and Ludwig all but sighed with relief. She opened her mouth to say something else but stopped and looked down again and sighed, "Do you think that…" she paused again.
He held his breath. It didn't help that he couldn't see her face anymore. But she waved her hand dismissively, "Never mind, it's not important I guess. Let's just go with it was an 'accident'."
"You agree, then?" he asked, clarification was another thing on the checklist, "It was only a calculated mistake and nothing more?"
An'na sighed with a twang of irritation this time, "Whatever you say, Ludwig" she was clicking away again on her laptop.
Ludwig nodded, taking her reaction as a sign of dismissal, satisfied and feeling accomplished. He closed the door behind him as he left, a triumphant smirk on his face. Who said strategy and bullet-points couldn't solve everything, eh?
A/N: Have you guys noticed that every chapter title starts off 'My Roommate is...'? Do you have any idea how hard it is to create a title that always explains what An'na 'is', while simultaneously being relevant to the chapter? The things I go through for this story, jeez. lol
-CeCe ^_^
