Selina read somewhere you should never leave a fight unresolved, but she didn’t know how to talk about it.

It was a stupid argument anyway. You got worried and Selina got defensive, saying things she didn’t mean. You both yelled, she stormed off into the bedroom, leaving her in her current predicament:

You’re on the couch while Selina lies restless on the bed.

Finally, she gives up, pushing her pride aside and stepping into the living room, leaning against the doorframe.

“Can we talk?”