Six Exchanges

[gentle_alchemy]

::As he did every so often, Al had been working inside the lounge for the past few days, taking the couch as a temporary bed when it wasn't in use. He had several books scattered in front of him and a notepad with notes scribbled on them. Chewing on the top of the pencil he used, read a few more passages before writing some more.::

Comments

[avatarnopants]

[hello :O]

... Working?

[gentle_alchemy]

::Looks up:: Hello.

Yes, I am, actually. But we can talk if you want to.

[avatarnopants]

You sure? I don't want to bother you or anything.

[gentle_alchemy]

It's fine. ::Shuts book and puts pencil on top of the cover::

I'm Alphonse Elric.

[not_just_white]

Ah, hey.

...What are you doing?

[gentle_alchemy]

Mika?

Hi!

[not_just_white]

::Glad he recognizes her::

You remember me? That's good, because I've been wondering when I'd see you again.

[gentle_alchemy]

Same here.

How have you been?