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McKenzie had been soaking her shoulders under the hot spray of the shower and she had been slowly dozing off because of it. When she heard the smack of the door and the 'ow', she snapped to her senses and reacted like she normally would: in defense. Best to get the attacker before they left. And with that she threw open the curtain with a growl, not caring that she was exposing herself and getting the floor wet, and grabbed the person by the collar, flipping them around. It was like time stopped when she saw Faith. Her muscles froze, she blushed crimson, and she released he girl. "I-I'm sorry. I thought..."

McKenzie went a deeper shade of red, but not from embarassment. From anger. A frown grew on her face as she looked down at the floor. Her fists clenched and unclenched, shoulders shaking as she tried to suppress her rage. She was tired of Faith turning everything to be her fault and she felt like she was near the cracking point. Finally, she looked up, her eyes dark with a hint of tears forming. She opened the bathroom door. "Get the ******** out Faith. I don't want to deal with your s**t yet, not till after my shower." Her voice trembled slightly, but it was still firm and comanding.

McKenzie's shoulders slumped as Faith left, obviously mad at her now. But she didn't falter, she merely shut the door and finished her shower. When finished she put on some clean clothes, took a deep breath, and went down to the common room. She spotted Faith instantly, a pang of guilt striking her as she saw the girl's fetal-ish position. She slowly walked over to her, stopping slightly behind her shoulder. She fidgeted a bit before speaking, her voice audible only to Faith. "I'm sorry I snapped at you. I didn't sleep very well and the last week... well it's been pretty crappy." She sighed softly and rubbed her shoulders.

McKenzie blinked, looking back and forth between the vial and Faith. She walked around and sat down on the arm of the chair Faith was in, looking skeptically at the liquid. "I ain't drinkin' this until you tell me what it is. " She looked at the girl with an arched eyebrow.

McKenzie eyed it warily, but still uncorked it, taking a wiff. The smell made the hairs on her neck stand up. Something didn't seem right about the liquid, but she couldn't place it. Most likely it was her imagination. She took a glance at Faith before chugging the liquid. The taste made her shiver and she shook her head to clear it. "So why did you feed me this horrid tasting stuff?"

McKenzie stared at Faith with jaw dropped and a slight blush at the sarcastic remark. A smiled tugging at her lips at the way the American was joking with her. However, when the dance was mentioned her smile faded and she looked away, hands fidgeting with the empty vial. Eventually she was spinning it so fast it flew out of her hands and into the fire. So she settled for twiddling her fingers. "Actually... someone did ask me..." She glanced up at Faith to see her reaction, hoping she wouldn't get mad. Although she figured she'd be able to react pretty quickly as she felt the caffine substance start to effect her, making her senses more tuned and her reflexes faster.

McKenzie arched an eyebrow at the assumption, noting that Faith was trying to be cool about it. She crossed her arms and looked at the girl. "I'm not going with O'Riley." She said the words point blank.