The blood drained from your face when you saw Snipe behind you. How you wanted to tell him that you were sorry, but the words didn't come out.
Your breathing sounded too loud in your ears, the fear of saying something rude and he ends up hating you made you tense.
Amelia: I was wrong. I don't know how to articulate my thoughts very well, so I end up saying the first thing that comes to mind.
You looked away from Snipe with a sense of relief. You searched in the direction you thought Ace would be.
Amelia: .............. Thanks!
So far, you thought you were hiding your feelings pretty well, but the gratitude you felt for Ace, made you blush.
Amelia: Could I take you out to eat somewhere as a way to apologize? Both of you.
Without looking at Snipe, you touched his arm lightly.
Snipe jerks his arm away and shakes his head stiffly. Sure he apologized, but you’re still a stranger.
Ace: I wouldn’t mind going ;), want me to grab you anything?
Snipe: double cheese, no onions
And with that, snipe shortcuts out. Crisis adverted! At least until he finds the air horn bruiser left under his chair
