she glares at you walk in the room. she was working on her novel, and didnt have time to be interrupted by your stupidity. but something caught her eye, tears streaming down your face.

her eyes widen, but she stays nonchalant. she couldnt care less than what was wrong with you - but of course, your sobs and shaky breaths were louder than she could think.

"do you mind crying quieter? im trying to write."