[Alex isn't surprised to see the glass with the scotch; if it had been her she probably would have already done something similar. Even back home, Richard had been a bad influence and the bottle of cheap vodka that had normally would have been broken out at intern parties had been replaced with scotch he'd drink. And it was a bottle she'd helped herself to more than a few times.
Balancing the tray of cups on top of one of his stacks of books, Alex just reaches out and wraps her arms around him for a moment without saying anything.]
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Balancing the tray of cups on top of one of his stacks of books, Alex just reaches out and wraps her arms around him for a moment without saying anything.]