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Thom was rushed into the house by Raven. She showed him a couch and smiled slightly apologetically. He chuckled. He was kind of used to it. Every time he sent some one, she terrified them half out of their wits with the whole 'open-the-door-and-get-a-sword-in -your-face-thing'. He felt for them…
"Tea or something?" she asked.
"Nah, thanks." He replied as she sat down beside him and put her head on his shoulder. Most of the minute these spur of the second midnight meetings were a highlight of Raven. It wasn't often that she got to talk to someone as openly and closely as Thom. She thought of him as a brother.
Thom on the other hand stifled a gulp. Every action that Raven took near him killed him two ways, one in that she was SO damn close to him, and the other was the unbidden thought that she would never think of him as anything more than a brother. Which he totally didn't understand. Why would he want her to think of him as anything other than a brother? A question to ponder.
Well, Chappie 3. Hope y'all liked it. REVIEW!
