rosalinehoffman
Her smile softened, and she rolled her shoulders back a little as if to shake off the sour mood she’d been in. It wasn’t like her to be so snappy, but it was like her to refuse to apologize for it, even when she ought to. Instead, she shook her head. “Not to worry,” she offered. “I know the feeling, truthfully.”
“It really is such a bad habit of mine, my mom used to get so frustrated with me.” She turned so she was facing the woman a little more and gave her a slight grin, “I’m Tori, by the way.”














