Angel Mhai
Angela.Tremaine
"Alright," Angela said, a little dazed. That hadn't gone as planned. He was supposed to push her away and tell her she was digusting and pathetic. And then she could laugh at him for losing his cool. And possibly hit him and leave feeling like she'd won. Now she was just confused. She looked around for Jukka but didn't see him anywhere, and assumed he must have gone back because he was feeling ill again.
She took a breath and sneaked a look at Abel. It didn't help that he look as confused as she felt.
She started toward the door, still trying to compose herself and feeling a little lost. Why was it so much easier to hit people than it was to do whatever this was?
"Thank you...for the dance," she said hesitantly.
