Surprisingly enough, Lily hadn't looked too mad. But still, her brow was furrowed and she sighed before telling me exactly what I intended to say: We needed to talk.
Yes we did.
My uneasiness rose when she started glaring at me, but then she said that we were hard workers and could surely spend our time talking instead of working, the following day.
Well, there was a reason I was buying extra time! I was saving the hours for open afternoons. What an inconsiderate woman.
I stammered, because despite my rising rage, I was still nervous. Ultimately, she cut me off.
What was her problem?!
I stopped myself from getting angry; it wouldn't help, and would only spark another fight. If anything, I had to be happy because she was trying to resolve the issue. Yes, I told myself that. This was only a minor setback; surely I could sacrifice one afternoon for her.
I nodded, in vain. Lily had already stormed off, her outfit flapping behind her like a cape, her heels clacking on the wooden floor, her legs carrying her in long, even strides.
The remainder of the afternoon was spent with Miku and the twins, and my mind had been eased of the Lily plague for a while. After all, wasting energy on her when the time was the next day was useless, so I spent my time usefully; I laughed, and helped the twins with some of their antics.
That evening and the following morning, there was close to zero interaction between the two of us. Our proximity was purely physical and greatly disturbing, unfortunately. The imminent threat of being glared at or chided made me nervous and frankly, a little scared. Yes, I admit it, I was a little frightened of the tall blonde. It put a serious damper on my mood and...well, view the first chapter, it's a vicious loop, isn't it. She may be trying to make things better here and there, but right then, things weren't changing.