"Thanks a lot," Verena muttered, rolling her eyes.
She had to sort through the mess those girls had caused and clear up the ridiculous misunderstanding.
"..." As usual, Sera remained silent, her expression unreadable.
They walked side by side down the hallway, but Verena wasn't about to let Sera off the hook just yet. She wasn't leaving until she got some acknowledgment from her.
But judging by the awkward silence...
Was Sera seriously upset that Verena had touched so many boobs?
Was she jealous? Jealous that Verena got to touch boobs while Sera... well, didn't?
And then there was the little issue of Sera not having any boobs of her own...
Jesus... My brain is absolutely full of boobs now...
"Don't move," Sera muttered.
"Why? Is this a trap? Are you finally setting me up for assassination because you're talking to me now?"
"Shut up," Sera hissed. "She's here."
And then, like clockwork, the hallway temperature dropped three degrees.
Click. Click. Click.
