03-08-2025, 12:44 AM
Amila watched Morad walk up to take his turn with interest, though she was more interested in spending time with Morad at a function that wasn't work related than she was the game. She has not told anyone on board about her crush, and she was certain that she wasn't on his radar so she did her best to play it casual. As she watched the game, Amila did notice that the first officer's strategy was different than Keti's - Morad seemed to be going right for the bullseye every time.
Morad threw better than Keti the first round, so his comment while walking away from the throwing line was funny to her.
"Is anyone keeping count? Cause I am not... " Morad laughed as he stepped aside and reached for his drink.
Amila laughed too. "Yeah, sure you're not," she quipped before holding her hand up to him, offering Morad his own congratulatory high five. "Nice shot," she said, her smile lingering as she caught his eye while waiting for him to reciprocate the high five.
After Amila turned away from the first officer she felt her cheeks flush, and tried to hide it by quickly directing attention elsewhere. "Come on Jukish. Time to turn up the heat. Science doesn't lose," she goaded.
The beer she ordered was served in a tulip glass and she picked it up with both hands and took a drink. She didn't put her drink down right way, but held it out in front of her with her elbows resting on the glass cradled in her hands. This was turning out to be an interesting evening.
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Morad threw better than Keti the first round, so his comment while walking away from the throwing line was funny to her.
"Is anyone keeping count? Cause I am not... " Morad laughed as he stepped aside and reached for his drink.
Amila laughed too. "Yeah, sure you're not," she quipped before holding her hand up to him, offering Morad his own congratulatory high five. "Nice shot," she said, her smile lingering as she caught his eye while waiting for him to reciprocate the high five.
After Amila turned away from the first officer she felt her cheeks flush, and tried to hide it by quickly directing attention elsewhere. "Come on Jukish. Time to turn up the heat. Science doesn't lose," she goaded.
The beer she ordered was served in a tulip glass and she picked it up with both hands and took a drink. She didn't put her drink down right way, but held it out in front of her with her elbows resting on the glass cradled in her hands. This was turning out to be an interesting evening.
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