"I think we should talk."
Valerie was beginning to dread those words coming from the goth girl's mouth, and she didn't bother to hide her exasperated sigh she let out in response. She turned to face Sam, though her gaze didn't exactly meet the other girl's, instead focused on some sort of middle distance over the girl's shoulder. "What is it this time?" She asked, no attempt to hide the weariness in her tone. The last thing she wanted was to listen to Sam attack her once more for 'attempting to steal Danny away' again. Particularly now, after everything that had happened.












