My Roommate is feeling some type of way:

"So," Ludwig hesitated, "You're not going out with Mathias tonight? You two have really bonded as friends."

An'na scooped out another chuck of Cok-E-Doe ice cream into the bowl, her fourth and counting. "No, not tonight."

She went in for a fifth scoop, before huffing and putting the other four scoops back, choosing to just eat from the carton of ice cream.

Ludwig flinched at her tone, the same snappy attitude she'd had for the past few days. Ludwig thought that maybe it was from monthly feminine issues and left her to her dealings. He was honestly content with the fact that she was home for a change.

"Not that you can read between the lines," An'na concluded, more to herself than to him and walked into the living room.

He scratched the back of his head and watched her go. "Did I miss something?"

She plopped down on the sofa, stretching her legs on the cushion with the ice cream in her lap, "Nope, nothing at all."

"An'na?" Ludwig wasn't stupid. Something was eluding him, and it was obvious by the sarcasm in her tone, "If there's something you want to tell me, I'm listening."

The woman in question shoved a spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. She glanced at him, then back at the blank screen of the TV. Unsure of what else to do, he sat next to the sofa, planting his feet flat on the floor. An'na had been acting weird as of late. Perhaps there was more to it than he assumed.

On the off-chance Matthias and his roommate had passed the point of being friends, she didn't need his approval, but he just wanted to know. It was a bit odd for him to have An'na and one of his old-time friends to be so close. Not that it was a problem, that he didn't want them to be friends, but it was just... weird.

Ludwig glanced at his hands. They were perched on top of his knees, and he was unsure of what to do with them. It wouldn't technically kill him to ask but the sudden tightening of his vocal chords assured him that he felt something; "If you two are…" he paused, hoping that she would catch on.

A sigh and a bit of movement above turned Ludwig's gaze from his hands to his roommate, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa. An'na was staring at the bookshelf, chin resting in her palm. "I…"

The silence only served to make Ludwig feel more uneasy. It was a feeling that he often got when Felicia was around, but not quite the same. His heart was beating faster than normal, but that was because he was out of his element, right? And An'na was still struggling for words, which built tension in his chest.

"Never mind, just forget I said anything." She stood and walked toward the stairs. "Doesn't matter now anyway."

Ludwig had hoped that he, of all people, would be the person she talked to if something was going on with Mathias and her. He wanted her to talk to him, but she hadn't. And that was a bit disappointing.

A/N: Because I love you guys, I'm publishing two chapters in one day. So here is your treat for being such loyal readers! I wanted to do my 'thank the countries' thing, but it's the beginning of the month so my story stats have started over. Much love, guys!

-CeCe