The Trickster cursed under his breath as he pulled himself to his feet once more and started to brush himself off. “Perhaps next time you should pay better attention…” he growled out.
The Trickster glared briefly at the woman before
moving to walk past her, standing tall and proud
again. He could see the annoyance present on
her face, but when it looked as if she wouldn’t say
anything, he kept silent and looked ready to move
on without incident.
But as he moved to walk away, he heard the words
that had been mumbled under the woman’s breath
and he tensed up before turning to face her once more.
“Excuse me?” he growled out, closing the distance
between the two of them.
➳ For a moment, it didn’t register that the man had heard her.
Lydia thought she was being fairly quiet when she vocalized
her irritation.
Ah, crap.
She wasn’t in the mood for a confrontation, and Lydia was
considering apologizing again and just walking away—-but
really, it wasn’t fair on her, was it? She’s been told time and
time again to stop avoiding people, and to speak up, so fine.
❝I already apologized, there was no
reason to be rude about it.❞
The man was standing far too close, but Lydia didn’t let
herself feel intimidated.