Nico counted a minute and a half after he'd left before she flipped her blanket up over her head and buried her face in her hands.

Ugh. No. That was so not what she'd come down here tonight to do.

He was just a nice guy with parallel responsible and rebellious streaks. He didn't even really get her, she'd let him make and keep a couple assumptions about her.

It was just late. She was probably more tired than she thought.

Yeah. Just tired.