[Seeing Miles' reaction really shocks her. No, she's gone too far, this isn't what she wanted. Not what she meant to do.
She's never been known for being kind exactly but really, that's what you learn from living in a world where nearly everyone is against you. But still, no matter how mean and nasty she got towards others she had never in her life gained pleasure from it. And same was here. Just what the hell she's doing bere?!. This isn't her. It hasn't even been two weeks since the last time she had been in same situation as Miles here.
A pimple that broke out on Mr. America's face, that's what they called her. And now, for the first time ever, she really feels like it.]
M-- [She opens her mouth to say something, expression on her face softening-- but not from pity, but rather from regret. She really should say something but what? There's nothing she could say or do to make this better. To fix what she's broken. So, instead she just takes a deep breath and slowly gets off from the desk.]
I'm sorry. [Her voice is just as quiet as his had been at the first. She walks to the other side of the desk, picks up her jacket from the chair and makes her way towards the door.]
Goodbye, Mr. Miles. [She says before shutting the door behind her.]
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She's never been known for being kind exactly but really, that's what you learn from living in a world where nearly everyone is against you. But still, no matter how mean and nasty she got towards others she had never in her life gained pleasure from it. And same was here. Just what the hell she's doing bere?!. This isn't her. It hasn't even been two weeks since the last time she had been in same situation as Miles here.
A pimple that broke out on Mr. America's face, that's what they called her. And now, for the first time ever, she really feels like it.]
M-- [She opens her mouth to say something, expression on her face softening-- but not from pity, but rather from regret. She really should say something but what? There's nothing she could say or do to make this better. To fix what she's broken. So, instead she just takes a deep breath and slowly gets off from the desk.]
I'm sorry. [Her voice is just as quiet as his had been at the first. She walks to the other side of the desk, picks up her jacket from the chair and makes her way towards the door.]
Goodbye, Mr. Miles. [She says before shutting the door behind her.]