The words were definitely not a reflection of how she felt of seeing the dark haired boy at her door, but she had no idea what else to say. Not only had he randomly showed up, but with a bouquet of flowers and chocolates. Definitely not expected. She refused to let any of what she was feeling show, but as much as she'd sass him and tell him she didn't care; she was lying. Victoria wanted to punch him and tell him how badly it hurt to know what happened between him and Georgia, how upset she was, how scared she was when he was deathly pale and throwing up in her apartment. But in the back of her mind she knew the truth was she missed him while he was gone, and her feelings for him were still there no matter how mad she was at him. She knew she was lying to herself, and she'd keep lying to herself until somehow things were fixed.