Outside.
"Why did you stop me? Now we're going to be a laughingstock!" Lucia snapped, trying to pull her hand free from his grip. But even his normal physical strength was too much for her.
He kept walking, and she could do nothing but bite her lips in frustration. The worst part was that he wasn't even responding. She began to wonder if she had done something to anger him.
When they were far enough from the building, he stopped walking and turned to face her. He first checked to see if they were being followed before speaking.
"What would talking back accomplish?" he asked.
Lucia clenched her fists, glaring at him.
"It's not about winning the argument! It's about standing up for myself. Do you know what it's like to be treated like you're less than everyone else? To have people mock you just for existing?"
Her voice cracked slightly, but she quickly steadied it. "I can't just let them walk all over me."
