Akari was on the couch, scrolling Instagram.
Her body was small, but she was very toned and lean from yoga and pilates classes, so she appeared longer than she was. And though her eyes were cast down, she was aware that Dan was staring at her, studying her very intently.
“You look like someone, actually, who really needs to talk,” she said, without looking up (she was on the couch, he was on the floor).
“Well, sure I do, yeah.”
Dan laid down on the rug in the small common area, groaning slightly because his back was stiff; exhausted, he didn’t think he could or...