[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 55%; font-family: arial; font-size: 10pt; text-align: justify;"]Aya didn't look up at Jim, knowing that in her weird brain state she would probably end up staring at him dreamily, which would be embarrassing and badweird. "I didn't kill him." She explained, as if that was any explanation, and indicated to the blood. "He was already dead, but this is spider blood." It's what he would have wanted, Aya thought, not totally sure if it was. "I knew what I was doing when I started doing it, but my head has been kind of filled with bees since my lab came crashing down on me."
She stood up, staring down at the alligator as if she had just walked in on it doing something weird, rather than Jim having walked in on her doing something weird. It's not the weirdest thing he could've caught her doing, Aya thought, somewhat going off on a brain tangent. "What are you doing?" The tortie quipped back at Jim, despite pointedly avoiding looking at him. He was pretty and it was a distraction.
She stood up, staring down at the alligator as if she had just walked in on it doing something weird, rather than Jim having walked in on her doing something weird. It's not the weirdest thing he could've caught her doing, Aya thought, somewhat going off on a brain tangent. "What are you doing?" The tortie quipped back at Jim, despite pointedly avoiding looking at him. He was pretty and it was a distraction.
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