raza
She’s more’n a little surprised when Cam hands the bottle back; but the truth comes out and as Raza listens, an unseen flush creeps up the back of her neck. Hot and embarrassed (even though you couldn’t tell just by lookin’ at her), she turns her back on them and goes to return the booze to its rightful place on the bar.
It would have been better if they’d just gone through with it. No one likes to be told they were a compassionate idiot.
The glass clinks gently against its compatriots. “Get out,” Raza says flatly, nails curlin’ in on her palms as she manages a glimpse over her shoulder to see how long it would take them to leave.
It would have been better if they’d just gone through with it. No one likes to be told they were a compassionate idiot.
The glass clinks gently against its compatriots. “Get out,” Raza says flatly, nails curlin’ in on her palms as she manages a glimpse over her shoulder to see how long it would take them to leave.
