
As Nyota got up to get the pizza, James closed his eyes, trying to sort to sort through his thoughts. So much had happened so quickly, the virus, Klef, the bullies, and now his nightmares were back.
Opening his eyes he couldn't help but smile at his friend getting the pizza, he'd struggled making friends, but she was always there. Reaching into his bag, he pulled a medium sized box from it and set it beside him. A surprise for Nyota.
As she returned he took his pizza and gently poked her in the ribs,
"get his number?" he asked teasingly.
"I'm surprised you haven't found someone," opening the pizza box he took a slice,
"you're pretty and fun to be around," he'd had a crush on her early on, it'd cooled, and faded over time, but perhaps a bit if it was still there.
He took a bite, chewed and swallowed,
"I've certainly had no luck in dating," maybe it was because of his quiet nature, or because of how long it could take to get to know him.
"Of course, I'm not exactly the most likable guy," he smiled a bit, perhaps only half joking. The years of abuse had left James with low self esteem but he highly values his friends.
He glanced over at Klef's bed, that girl was on his mind a lot lately, he liked her a lot, but he hadn't yet realized it yet. He'd always struggled with understanding his emotions.