WREN
I told myself, firmly, that I wasn't going to look his way. That lasted exactly as long as it took Ash to actually reach me.
"Morning," he said, dropping into the space beside my table like he had every right to be there, which by this point, I supposed, he kind of did. "You're frowning already. Rough start?"
"I'm not frowning."
"You're frowning." He tilted his head, studying me with that particular look that always made it impossible to stay annoyed for long. "Is it me? Did I do something already? I just got here."
"You exist. That's usually enough."
He grinned at that like I'd paid him a compliment instead of an insult, and just like that, whatever resolve I'd been holding onto for the last five minutes quietly gave up and went home. I shook my head and went back to organizing
