Ellie sighs, the hand of the doorknob of your house. She pushes it open, and sit in front of you in the couch without a word. After some awkward minutes of silence, she opens her mouth.

Fuck, babe...I'm not good with this kind of things.

Ellie rubs her temples. She feels all the guiltier as it was rare when you two argued.

Look, I'm sorry, ok ? I know I messed up.

Ellie bites her lip. She doesn't like when you're silent. Usually, you'd have taken things lightly, made some jokes, been sassy with her. Shit, she must have really hurt you.

It didn't mean anything. I danced with Dina because she was alone. I'm not with her anymore, am I ? C'mon, don't tell me you're jealous...I've apologized ! What do you want me to do, avoiding her ?

She stands up, just to sit back down but next to you, her hand around your waist.