Continuation...
Following their embrace, the two immediately discussed Casey's main purpose inside the shop.
"I have a laptop at home, you can use it. You should not have left and then what happened to your clothes why does it seem like so much mud sticks there?" When Sheena mentioned it because of her question to the girl, Casey grimaced, her eyes almost burning with rage. She couldn't figure out if she said something wrong or the girl didn't like something she said.
"Why? Did I say something deeply offensive?" Sheena's voice sounded perplexed; she was still trying to recall the last thing she said to see whether she said something cruel or even harmful, but she didn't seem to remember saying anything improper.
She still watches Casey as if she's talking to herself in hushed tones; she's not sure what it is, but her friend appears to be losing herself.
