a lady does not 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙩 fights

a delicate smirk plastered her face as she pretended to be interested in anything going on. the small town had seriously disappointed her so far. she nodded her head as she continued to think about how she could get on the next plane back home. “what do you think the closest airport is?” she finally said, not bothering to even acknowledge what the other had been discussing. unless it was a compliment about her outfit or telling her she was the greatest ever, marie didn’t care.