[ Good, Jack. Don't ruin the moment by spotlighting Murphy's obvious insecurities.]
alright
[ That's all Murphy types, already making his way into the elevator. The elevator lurches to Jack's floor and it has Murphy thinking that maybe the elevator is going to get stuck between two floors.
It obviously doesn't because the doors are sliding open and Murphy hesitantly steps out. His heart rate spiked the moment Jack had to be blunt about where his interested lied, one was him. It's rattling against his chest, legs felt like they were made out of jelly. Silently, he traipses down the empty corridor, only to pause at Jack's door.
He could turn away, walk back to the elevator, making some poor excuse. But he doesn't, raps his knuckles onto the door instead.]
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Date: 2018-10-15 02:52 am (UTC)alright
[ That's all Murphy types, already making his way into the elevator. The elevator lurches to Jack's floor and it has Murphy thinking that maybe the elevator is going to get stuck between two floors.
It obviously doesn't because the doors are sliding open and Murphy hesitantly steps out. His heart rate spiked the moment Jack had to be blunt about where his interested lied, one was him. It's rattling against his chest, legs felt like they were made out of jelly. Silently, he traipses down the empty corridor, only to pause at Jack's door.
He could turn away, walk back to the elevator, making some poor excuse. But he doesn't, raps his knuckles onto the door instead.]