Emerald orbs stared at the young male from a distance, they danced over the male's lithe figure. Sauntering her way over to him, reaching out a gloved hand curled up as if she was to poke him. And she did, she poked him then carefully sauntered away.
His gaze shifted as he noticed the woman, who appeared taller than normal with the heels she wore.They narrowed as she sauntered over, a hand extending. The remnant was prepared to bat it away if needed to -but he was not fast enough, slight pressure being forced upon his shoulder as the woman poked him lightly and carefully.
The pupils of his green eyes narrowed into nothing more but slits, the disgust of being touched by another obvious on his face.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
If there was anything Yazoo hated, it was being touched by another.