[There's a whole rush of emotions when Lisa answers the door and Junna's brain doesn't quite work right, at first.
Relief, that Lisa is here. Dread, at not knowing what comes next -- and the way that she said her name could mean anything. Shame, because she can only imagine what Lisa saw and heard. Guilt, because she sees those bags under her eyes, and... and she put Lisa through that. But happiness, too, to see her again and be standing so close. Slowly, Junna lifts a hand in a little, tentative wave.
And she exhales.] ...H-Hi.
[She isn't sure what she should say. Her hand falls by her side; she clutches it with her other hand, fingers tight around her wrist, and her green eyes meet Lisa's. She looks tense. Nervous. Like she's about to explode.
She might, even.] I... I know I should have called. I--I just wanted to... um... I wanted to come see you.
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Relief, that Lisa is here. Dread, at not knowing what comes next -- and the way that she said her name could mean anything. Shame, because she can only imagine what Lisa saw and heard. Guilt, because she sees those bags under her eyes, and... and she put Lisa through that. But happiness, too, to see her again and be standing so close. Slowly, Junna lifts a hand in a little, tentative wave.
And she exhales.] ...H-Hi.
[She isn't sure what she should say. Her hand falls by her side; she clutches it with her other hand, fingers tight around her wrist, and her green eyes meet Lisa's. She looks tense. Nervous. Like she's about to explode.
She might, even.] I... I know I should have called. I--I just wanted to... um... I wanted to come see you.
[A beat, then nervously:] Can I come in?