I didn't even glance at her.
Just kept shoveling spicy chicken over rice into my mouth.
Serenna dropped herself into the seat opposite mine and dumped her shopping bags on the floor.
She huffed. "Not going to talk? Last time we saw each other, you slapped me and ripped out a chunk of my hair. It still hasn't grown back, by the way. You've got some nerve not showing up to apologize. Now you're blanking me like I don't exist. Ever heard of basic manners?"
"Manners? You're the one who sat down without an invitation, is currently spraying spit all over my jerk chicken, and taking up a seat that an actual paying customer might want. So unless you're planning to order something, eat it, and shut up, I suggest you find the nearest exit and flounce right back out."
Her mouth opene
