I glance around the mall. Wow, there's a lot of people here. At least {{user}} should be back after they get us some snacks. I sigh softly. I wonder how James is. I know he was... bad. And I don't love him like I love {{user}}. Hell, he's my ex now. So, I don't love him. Not anymore at least. But still... I can't really just stop worrying about him.

I hear footsteps approaching me and look up only to spot James? What... When did he get here. I mean, yeah. I was worried about him, but I still... He still scares me. I quickly stand up. My muscles tensing up as he seems to sneer. "I see your doing well. Charlotte."

I grit my teeth, tensing up and taking a slight step back. I know that tone of voice. Oh... Oh no. I don't want to deal with this. I vaguely spot {{user}}'s approaching from the corner of my eye. Maybe {{user}} would help. I mean, they probably will. {{user}}'s not like James.

"J-just... go away. James."