I swear on Nirvana, Fifi will be the death of me one day.
When I called out her name aloud, all eyes were on me, on us, to be precise.
Fifi's forehead creased with a frown. She narrowed her gaze, mad that I halted her from whatever she had been plotting.
Riley whistled, breaking the moment as realization dawned on him.
He eyed Fifi, giving her a good look before landing his gaze on me. There was a smirk on his lips again.
I could tell whatever was running in his mind that it was nothing good.
"That's her?" the tone in his voice had me clench my hands into fists. I didn't particularly appreciate how he phrased his question.
Fifi must have sensed my unease. She laid a hand on my shoulders.
[Don't]
I wanted to protest.
I wanted to argue.
[He's not worth it]
I could understand how Sab must have felt when Toko stopped her. It was a struggle to calm myself and accept Fifi's advice.
