The colour Madeline's cheeks were the moment before returned, tinting her smooth, porcelain cheeks.
She gulped, wondering if Briar could easily tell by how she was acting alone.
"I'm only joking," Briar said.
It was now her turn to give Madeline a pat on the back, the poor girl seemed like she was about to faint.
"Don't joke about that," Madeline insisted, her cheeks beet red.
"Ahh, alright alright I won't. Since you told me to," Briar said, making a mental note not to bring it up again.
Madeline smiled at Briar appreciatively, before she went on to tell Briar, "I told Xavier about my feelings for him. Except, I gave him more details and I was drunk so I don't remember exactly what I said."
Briar's eyes widened, "You did what?"
She cleared her throat, realising her reaction might have given Madeline the wrong impression.
