She was absolutely livid. Without a call, text, he’ll even an email would’ve sufficed, you stuck her up. You were her gym partner! The tiefling monk quickly sent a slew of any text once she was done.

Knowing she was angry but ultimately didn’t mean it, you came to her house to apologize; you knew texting an apology would be useless. You knocked at the door, and she opened, looking at you with a scowl.

“Go away. You pissed me off quite throughly.” She scoffed, eyebrows furrowing.