Amber was breathing heavily as she trained, her fingers sore and shaky when she made an attempt to fire another arrow. She pulled in a breath and narrowed her eyes at the target just about to fire when Anthony appeared in front of her, one hand on her hip and the other fanning her face.
The girl frowned, her eyes languid when she said, "You're in the way, Tony." Anthony grabbed onto her arm and went on her toes to take the arrow from her hands.
"What do you think I'm doing? I'm in charge of making sure you don't overwork yourself and by the way your eyes are looking right now I see that you already." She pouted, "Come on, Amber. Since you're locked up inside you may as well rest yourself."
Amber glared at her but seeing that she was unfazed she let out a sigh and removed her hair from its ponytail, "Alright, alright." She rolled her eyes, "I'll again later."
"No you won't." Anthony marched off.
"I most certainly will." Amber followed behind her.
