My roommate is Trying:
An'na wasn't exactly what you would call a social butterfly according to Daniel. Ludwig contemplated this while drying his hair from a much-needed shower. He'd never seen her talked to anyone on the phone but her brother. He'd never seen her go out with friends or have friends come over. If she did, he was never around to witness it. She barely talked to him. So, Ludwig was beginning to question if this social experiment his brother cooked up was working. Or maybe he just had the wrong roommate.
He walked down the small hall, towards the kitchen for his before bed drink of water. It would have been pitch black downstairs had An'na not been watching her movie. The woman in question was balled up in a quilt; Cok-E-Doe ice cream and a spoon were sitting on the coffee table.
From the looks of it, she was watching an action movie. Who he assumed to be the main character was running through what looked like an office building. Four, no five ninjas were following close behind him. The office was in disarray and there was no exit except the…window?
Ludwig frowned; he really wasn't going to jump out of window. Even he could see from the hallway that the building was tall and jumping from it would be suicide. It was illogical, the man would die. But then again, the ninjas were closing in so what choice did he have. Oh wait; he has a grappling hook, smart guy.
"Ludwig?" An'na's voice startled him for a second and he fought with the idea to look down at her because the man was actually running down the side of the building. "You can sit down, yeah."
Ludwig finally took his eyes from the screen. An'na was reaching for her ice cream but not looking at him. He eased down on the far end of the sofa. Side glancing at the woman whose eyes was also glued to the screen. It made him relax a bit and he sank back into the cushions, watching the movie as well.
In a seemingly awkward moment between action scenes, An'na spoke up, "Your hair is different." Her voice was a little softer than normal, unsure even.
The words rushed out so it took a few seconds for Ludwig to understand what she said.
Ludwig fiddled with a stray string on one of the couch pillows "I washed it."
An'na shifted a bit, glancing at him quickly then back to the screen. "Looks nice."
"Danke."
Well, it was a start.
A/N: Ah, you weren't expecting an update so soon? You wound me! I've noticed that chapters get progressively longer...that's no good. But I like this chapter soooo...blah. On a completely random note, my sister is in the bathroom singing 'I feel like throwing up'. I'm making a face right akin to An'na''s not really raising my eyebrow but lowering my eye to make the same effect. She's so weird.