looking for her, knocks on her door, wondering if she's sick or something.

looks at the door, and wonders if she should answer it or not.

knocks again.

sighs, and gets up, opening the door.

looks at her, worried. "Hey, are you okay? You were nowhere to be found... are you feeling sick?"

leans against the doorframe, smiling faintly. "Yeah, I'm not feeling well, so..."

nods. "Do you want me to bring you something?"

shakes her head. "No, it's fine."

she's acting weird, but believes it's because she's sick. Takes a step back. "Call me if you need anything."

frowns, trying not to freak out or cry. "I'll do that..."

smiles sweetly. "Sorry for bothering. Go lay down and rest, okay?" starts to leave.

"Wait!"

looks at her. "Yes?"

opens her mouth to say something, but no noise comes out.

runs to her and holds her shoulders. "Are you okay? I think you should sit down, I'm gonna bring you water or something. And I'll call a

_doctor!"

shakes her head. "N-no, don't do that. I'm..."

looks at her, worried.

stares at him, then looks away. "God you are such a jerk!"

blinks a few times, taken aback. "W-what? Why?"

"Oh, come on! I saw the stupid picture!"

"Yeah, I know... the handcuffs and all..." says slowly, not understanding.

steps away from him, growing frustrated. "Not that one!"

tilts his head to the side. "Which one, then?"

"The one of you and Alejandro!"

frowns. "What picture?" has no idea someone took a picture of the kiss.

"Of you two-- Why did you do that? Not that it's any of my business, but I thought you-- "

realizes what she's talking about and sighs. "The kiss? Someone actually took a picture of that?" shakes his head, looking really annoyed.

"Alejandro is a jerk. I was joking because I wanted to steal his coffee, and I was acting all gay, and... it backfired. He kissed me, I

_freaked out, and left." looks at her. "It's not what you think. I'm straight."

tries to process what he just said. "... But Niels made it sound like-" She cuts herself off, realizing she probably shouldn't say that.

"Niels????" asks. "Wait, HE took this picture and HE... OH FUCK." is going to kill him.

bites her lip.

doesn't look at her. "Believe what you want. He probably made up a good story behind the fucking picture."

doesn't look at him either, wanting to say something, but not wanting to say anything stupid.

doesn't know what to say either, just shakes his head, leaving.

lets him go, closing the door behind him, and going to lay down. Suddenly, she really does feel sick.