A/N: This is where it gets interesting--prompts 1-5 fit together in an arc, but the rest do not. Therefore, from here on out, the number that precedes each prompt is actually the number of the prompt on the list, not the chapter number. Ex: Technically, this is the sixth drabble, but the prompt is #46.
46. Office Work
"What are you doing?"
"Nothing."
I'm filling out a transfer.
"Awful focused for nothing."
"I like paperwork, okay?"
Her pen stops working, and as Quistis curses under her breath, Irvine silently hands her another one. "...Thank you."
"Yeah."
She doesn't like this, the long pauses and the scrabble for words that won't be too harsh, too bitter, or, at the other end of the spectrum, too needy. Her eyes roam down to the paper, and in frustration, Quistis discovers that she has managed to spell "Trabia" wrong. She reaches for the correction fluid.
"Quistis?"
"Hm?"
"Come over tonight." There's something in the undercurrent of his voice that makes her pulse quicken. It's something like desperation and a little like seduction. Quistis isn't sure how to react.
"No," she says finally, and his shoulders fall. "I'm sorry, but no."
Too cold.
She really is an ice queen.
"Right." He's leaving now, and he's taking part of her heart with him, but it doesn't matter, because Quistis isn't using it for anything, obviously.
She stares down at the request of transfer. "Trabia" is still spelled wrong, and she still hasn't signed the bottom of it.