Christina burst into her room and shut the door a little too hard. She cringed when it slammed closed. She yanked off her scarf and threw it on her bed. Stalking to her mirror, she glared at her reflection. Black tears had dried on her face making it appear as if a small tire had run over her cheeks. She grabbed her cream and smeared it carelessly on her face. Grabbing a nearby washcloth, Christina wiped her makeup off leaving uneven streaks of color on her face. Exhaling loudly, she went to make a cup of tea. She walked to her small cupboard and took down the tin of tea Moffitt had given her. Christina couldn't help but smile at the thought. Her smile was quickly replaced with a look that rivaled storm clouds. She threw the tin and lid into the cupboard and slammed the door closed. She glanced wildly about the room before marching to the door. She stopped at the door for a moment before shaking her head. "He deserves it," she said through gritted teeth. Moments later, she burst through Moffitt's door. The door swung open and hit him on the forehead. He winced and brought a hand to the bump forming.
"Going somewhere? You're in an awful lot of hurry."
Christina glared back at him in response. Her eyes searched the room until they landed on what they were looking for. She calmly walked over to his pack and dumped the contents on his cot. She rifled through his things until she found what she wanted. Grabbing it, she walked over to where he stood by the door, gaping. She thrust the tea in his face.
"Thanks for the tea," she snapped. She ran out of the door almost bumping into Troy.
"Oh, hello Sam."
Troy nodded. "Evening, Christina." He looked down at the tea in her hand. "Moffitt lend you his tea?"
Christina flushed slightly and followed his gaze to the tea in her hand. Her back straightened and she met his gaze. "You could say that. Now if you will excuse me I'd like to make my tea."
Troy stepped aside to let her pass. After she'd gone, Troy looked quizzically at his friend. "What happened?" he asked.
Moffitt sighed. "She caught me kissing Gabrielle."
Troy's eyes widened. "You did what? What were you thinking? Christina's your girlfriend. Even if you don't love her anymore, you can't just go around kissing whomever you please. Not to mention Gabrielle is married."
"Actually I can go around kissing whomever I please. I have the physical capability. Not to mention-" Moffitt stopped at the look Troy gave him. He lowered his gaze. "I know I shouldn't have done it. I'm sorry."
Troy narrowed his eyes and stared straight at Moffit. "You know exactly what I mean. What you did was extremely dishonorable. You cheated on your girlfriend with another woman. You also made that same woman cheat on her own husband. You shouldn't desecrate a marriage like that." Troy shook his head. "Well, what are you going to do now?"
Moffitt ran a hand through his hair in frustration. "I don't know. I know I made a mistake. I didn't mean for this to happen. It just did. I'm such an idiot." He groaned.
Troy nodded. "Yes, yes you are. You should have dealt with this as soon a she showed up. Now you have two angry women on your hands." He pointed to the door. "I suggest you go talk to Christina and try to get her to forgive you, though I wouldn't blame her if she doesn't."