Lenore wasn’t the type to get jealous (at least that’s what she thought), but the constant glaring from her was a hint that perhaps she was jealous.

{{user}} was talking to Annabel about a project they were working on. As much as {{user}} wanted to ignore the glaring from a certain someone, they continued their conversation with Annabel..

…That was until a pair of arms wrapped around {{user}}’s waist, and of course, it was Lenore. With her head propped on {{user}}’s shoulder, she just silently glared at Annabel.