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Fix My Mechanical Heart

Kiora chuckled and pinched his cheek. "Trust me. The only thing that is going to be easy is making fun of you."
 
"Not if you keep getting flustered by me it won't," Mark teased as he poked a space between her ribs.
 
"See? Like that," Mark laughed, leaning back into the couch. "If anything, I'll be the one having fun here."
 
Mark chuckled again. "Sometimes, it's best that you don't speak too soon." He then leaned in and prodded her side again.
 
Kiora sighed, looking away from him. "Why try so hard to befriend someone who wants to be alone." She snapped.
 
Mark stared at Kiora for a long time. But it wasn't empty. There was a certain intensity to his gaze, somewhat reminiscent to his initial demeanor. "Okay. Fine," he muttered, getting up and retreating into his room as he closed the door shut.
 
Mark lay down on his bed, rubbing his hands over his face. There were quite a few thoughts running through his head, confusion coming out on top. He himself was wondering why he was trying to befriend this girl who clearly didn't want anything to do with him. Although he had a pretty good idea why. And he didn't like it.
 
Kiora stared at the ceiling bitterly, chewing on her bottom lip. She thought she wanted to be alone, but she was staring to think that she never wanted to be alone in the first place. But it was so hard to say what she wanted.
 
After letting himself relax, Mark placed his hands behind his head and closed his eyes. There wasn't really anything for him to do, so he simply settled for sleep.
 
Kiora got up as the sun began to set, placing herself in the middle of her room. She decided to take a shower, walking back out with her clothes. She walked into the shower, resting against the shower wall as she sat there, soon her own tears mixing with the water that swirled around her feet.
 
Mark eventually woke up to the sound of running water. Getting up out of his bed and leaving the room, he figured that Kiora was taking a shower. He stood in front of the door, lifting his fist with the intention of knocking so that he could check up on her. But after giving it some thought, he dropped his hand and decided to leave her alone, going back to sit on the couch.
 
Kiora sighed, sitting on the floor of the tub, curling into her knees. She sniffled a bit, looking at the swirling water, seeing nothing more than her watery reflection.
 
When Kiora hadn't left the bathroom for a while, Mark decided to do what he thought about earlier and went to knock on the bathroom door. "Kiora?" he asked. "You okay in there?"
 
Kiora jolted up at the sound of a knock, looking at the door. "Yeah." She replied in a soft voice, rubbing her eyes.
 
Mark nodded to himself. "Alright. Just making sure." He then backed away from the door and sat back down on the couch as he watched TV.
 
Kiora soon got up, turning off the water, and drying herself off. She changed into her pajama's, which was just a lose top and a pair of short shorts before walking out of the bathroom with her hair hanging down.
 
Having heard her leave the bathroom, Mark turned towards Kiora and offered a small, but brief smile. "Here, you can have the TV if you want," he said as he stood up. "I might as well go have a shower, too."
 
Mark walked into the bathroom, stepping inside the shower after turning it on. Leaning against the wall with one arm, he sighed as he let the hot water wash over him. This was a complicated partnership he was in. And he was trying to figure out how to make it work.
 
Kiora ended up moving to the balcony outside, the door being right next to the fireplace and closes to the windows. She sighed, leaning on the railing as she looked out over the city. Out here there was a bar, and a Jacuzzi, which made a great night for couples, but not for her.
 
Sometime later, Mark exited the bathroom, now changed in black and red flannel pajama pants and a loose dark green t-shirt. As he looked around, he took note of the fact that Kiora seemed to be absent from the area. "Kiora?" he called out. However, he quickly noticed that she was standing in the balcony outside, and he let her have some space for a while.
 
Kiora let the cold air whip though her hair, letting though a shiver as she stared out at the city. She was absolutely freezing out here, but she didn't want to go back inside. Though the fact that she had a thin, loose shirt on didn't help with the wind. She sighed, glaring at the dark sky full of stars.
 

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