Tem’s eyes snapped back up to his. I’m not staring at anything.
Tem: stares dead-on at the droplet
Apollo: “That’s for you.”
Tem: mentally screeching I DON’T WANT IT.
Apollo: “Then why are you STARING?”
Tem: snaps eyes upward guilty AF “I’M NOT STARING AT ANYTHING.”
Girl… you are STARING AT EVERYTHING.
SO.
FUCKING.
CHILDISH.
