"Very nice," he tells her, handing the portfolio back. When he smiles, it reaches his eyes, and they crinkle at the corners, just like he means it. And right here, right in this moment, he actually does mean it. Why wouldn't he? He's just a boy, talking to a girl, on a train in the city that never sleeps.
"So now that your semester's over, are you heading back home?"
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Date: 2015-03-10 01:45 am (UTC)"So now that your semester's over, are you heading back home?"