"It's you," Nicholas remarked not sounding the least happy to see the lady there. He sat back on the chair and pushed his glass cup towards the bartender.
"You don't have to make it obvious that you dislike me because I don't like you either. I wouldn't have helped you if you weren't someone I am acquainted with," Rose made herself clear in case of misunderstanding. She sat down on the chair close to that of Nicholas.
Nicholas turned and glared at her, his actions causing her to frown.
"I am not here to keep you company. I frequently come to the bar and today I came to drink and clear my thoughts. No matter how hard you glare at me beware that I won't leave just to make you comfortable," Rose stated her stance firmly before she turned and placed her order.
"As if I care whether or not you are here," Nicholas said coldly shifting his attention to the bartender. The guy had no choice but to do as he wanted.
