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“Nothing.” There’s the attitude again, plus a hefty dose of irritation. Or maybe it’s aggravation? James tries not to think of her as the moody teenager she is. They’re both just people. Equitable, though differently experienced.
“Nothing. Really?”
Tasha pauses halfway down the hall. She sighs and places a hand on the wall. James automatically assumes a stance to catch her if she falls backward. If she nosedives, though, she’s on her own.
“Are you going to pass out?” James isn’t sure why he asks. Tasha will deny it either way. It feels more polite though, rather than just putting a hand on her.
“‘M fine.” Tasha cocks her hip, then scrubs her face with a closed fist. A sound of disgust escapes her lips. She snuffles, then rubs her hand hard against her skirt.
James can’t tell what she’s wiping off. Her face is still turned away, and her black leather miniskirt betrays nothing. Neither does their current conversation.
“Did you already puke?” James asks. “Bile in your nose?”
Series
- Part 20 of Chasing Ghosts
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