Chapter 3: And I stood at a distance to feel who wewe are
Kutner entered the conference room and tossed his kanzu, koti over a chair. He was the first one there, like usual.
He started making coffee and a few dakika later Thirteen came in.
The silence was awkward, if nothing else, and was interrupted kwa the coffee machine.
Kutner took a deep breath.
“Thirteen,” he began. “What exactly is our relationship?”
“I’m not sure,” Thirteen answered after some thought. “Are we really in a relationship?”
“I don’t know,” Kutner answered. “That’s why I was asking.”
“I don’t really feel like we are,” Thirteen said, not looking at him. “But I kind of feel like we should be.”
Kutner nodded.
“If wewe don’t want to though, that’s fine,” Thirteen added, still not looking at him. “It’s better for you, anyway.”
“No, I definitely want to,” Kutner assured her.
“Want to what?” Foreman asked walking in.
“Take her to the mechanic to pick up her car,” Kutner lied quickly.
Foreman nodded and sat down with his newspaper.
Thirteen made sure Foreman was hidden behind his paper before shooting Kutner an impressed look.
“My car will be finished at seven o’clock tomorrow night,” Thirteen said. “If you’re sure wewe want to take me.”
“Of course,” Kutner said, realizing that they really weren’t talking about her car at all. “Do wewe know what place it’s going to, au do wewe want me to decide?”
“You can choose,” Thirteen said. “Just let me know what I need to bring.”
“I think I’ll send it to a nicer place,” Kutner said.
Foreman looked up from his paper.
“You guys are uigizaji funny,” he said. “What’s up?”
“Just discussing her car,” Kutner shrugged. “I’ll call wewe and let wewe know,” he added to Thirteen.
“Don’t wewe dare wait until one in the morning,” she warned him.
Kutner smiled just as Taub walked in.
“What’s going on,” he asked, seeing everyone’s expression.
“Thirteen’s car broke down,” Foreman informed him. “Kutner’s taking her to get it fixed.”
A glint of a laugh passed through Taub’s eyes before he sat down.
“So where are wewe getting it fixed at?” Taub asked.
Just then House entered with Wilson on his tail, so Kutner closed his mouth, knowing he and Thirteen would never hear the end of it if House found out.
Kutner entered the conference room and tossed his kanzu, koti over a chair. He was the first one there, like usual.
He started making coffee and a few dakika later Thirteen came in.
The silence was awkward, if nothing else, and was interrupted kwa the coffee machine.
Kutner took a deep breath.
“Thirteen,” he began. “What exactly is our relationship?”
“I’m not sure,” Thirteen answered after some thought. “Are we really in a relationship?”
“I don’t know,” Kutner answered. “That’s why I was asking.”
“I don’t really feel like we are,” Thirteen said, not looking at him. “But I kind of feel like we should be.”
Kutner nodded.
“If wewe don’t want to though, that’s fine,” Thirteen added, still not looking at him. “It’s better for you, anyway.”
“No, I definitely want to,” Kutner assured her.
“Want to what?” Foreman asked walking in.
“Take her to the mechanic to pick up her car,” Kutner lied quickly.
Foreman nodded and sat down with his newspaper.
Thirteen made sure Foreman was hidden behind his paper before shooting Kutner an impressed look.
“My car will be finished at seven o’clock tomorrow night,” Thirteen said. “If you’re sure wewe want to take me.”
“Of course,” Kutner said, realizing that they really weren’t talking about her car at all. “Do wewe know what place it’s going to, au do wewe want me to decide?”
“You can choose,” Thirteen said. “Just let me know what I need to bring.”
“I think I’ll send it to a nicer place,” Kutner said.
Foreman looked up from his paper.
“You guys are uigizaji funny,” he said. “What’s up?”
“Just discussing her car,” Kutner shrugged. “I’ll call wewe and let wewe know,” he added to Thirteen.
“Don’t wewe dare wait until one in the morning,” she warned him.
Kutner smiled just as Taub walked in.
“What’s going on,” he asked, seeing everyone’s expression.
“Thirteen’s car broke down,” Foreman informed him. “Kutner’s taking her to get it fixed.”
A glint of a laugh passed through Taub’s eyes before he sat down.
“So where are wewe getting it fixed at?” Taub asked.
Just then House entered with Wilson on his tail, so Kutner closed his mouth, knowing he and Thirteen would never hear the end of it if House found out.
