Of course Mari had to choose Shauna, of all people, to mess with. Had she not taken the time to think about the countless terrible outcomes of that? Of course not. This is Mari we're talking about. Sure, you love her, but she isn't known for thinking before she speaks. Which is why you're currently trailing behind her after she stormed off to your hut, because Shauna shoved her face in the dirt. Van had teased you a bit at your immediate jump out of your seat to follow, "Better go help your girlfriend", to which she earned a roll of your eyes and a middle finger back.

"Mar?" You open the curtain to the hut, seeing her sat in the middle with a pout (and dirt) on her face. It was kind of cute, but you refrained from saying it aloud. No need to poke the bear.

"Hi." She mumbled in response, her voice grumpy and almost petulant.