[Carmen would have probably chosen to disappear under Reid's circumstances, or at least become a hell of a lot more embittered. He was more than the lonely child who didn't quite fit in--he was the tall poppy that had to be cut down. His peers were happy to do it, and his teachers were happy to sit idly by and watch.
He grins, then he takes out what he needs, fills a highball glass halfway with ice, and starts mixing. It's too bad that she can't see him, because while his body on a whole is clumsy and awkward, he's good with his hands, and his movements are fluid. And then the glass is in front of her, cola variant.]
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He grins, then he takes out what he needs, fills a highball glass halfway with ice, and starts mixing. It's too bad that she can't see him, because while his body on a whole is clumsy and awkward, he's good with his hands, and his movements are fluid. And then the glass is in front of her, cola variant.]
You can open your eyes now.