Zhai
I don't want your lemons, Life! Take them back!
Carl must be coming. Mia could hear the booth's unsteady foundation rattle, footsteps so heavy on the floor she was beginning to think the floors were hollow, and Sally's head was following something out the door. And it wasn't Mia. There was a second bell chiming, meaning someone else was coming out the door and she suspected it wasn't the waitress with her salad in a to-go box.
Okay, just stay calm. Mia prepared herself to ignore Carl calling her name or even evade him if he ran in front of her to stop her. But she wasn't prepared to be flung around to face his heavily flushed, tear stained, red eye'd face and his caught breathing. Carl is pissed. Beyond pissed. This may be worse than Carl's rage; the one that ended in his room tossed upside down. Hell, if he were in his room now with how pissed off he is now, Mia couldn't imagine how much worse he room would look.
Mia's mouth parted to say something to him but he beat her to it, and instead she stood her with her mouth still open, her eyes wide, and her breathing...nonexistent. She couldn't even tell if she was breathing through Carl's words. Through Carl's rant, was more like it. There were tears pouring out of his eyes and there were little sprays of spit coming from his mouth since he was talking so fast. Mia could see his hair and cheeks shaking because he was visibly pissed off. His eyes were dark, very dark.
When she thought he was done, Mia cleared her throat and spoke, "Ca-". No. Broken off again. He started spewing off more words about how he could love Jenna and her at the same time, how she didn't understand anything about love, how he needed something to look forward to and basically that Mia was being..selfish. She didn't think so. Honestly, she liked Jenna and Carl together, thought it was amazing. She wouldn't have invited the girl over that day if she didn't think so, but she still didn't agree with Carl thinking he was in love with this girl. After one night. Not even really a date. It was hanging out, eating cookies, and he walked her home,
When he was done - really done - Mia stood there silently. Watching Carl double over, more tears pouring out of his eyes and listening to him trying to catch his breath. That was...a lot. It as a lot for Carl to say and a lot for Mia to listen to, but nonetheless just like Carl said everything, Mia listened to it all. She heard his every word.
"I'm sorry." That was it. Mia inhaled so deep that she felt a pain in her lungs from so much air being held in there, and she exhaled it sharply. "I'm sorry, Carl."
Okay, just stay calm. Mia prepared herself to ignore Carl calling her name or even evade him if he ran in front of her to stop her. But she wasn't prepared to be flung around to face his heavily flushed, tear stained, red eye'd face and his caught breathing. Carl is pissed. Beyond pissed. This may be worse than Carl's rage; the one that ended in his room tossed upside down. Hell, if he were in his room now with how pissed off he is now, Mia couldn't imagine how much worse he room would look.
Mia's mouth parted to say something to him but he beat her to it, and instead she stood her with her mouth still open, her eyes wide, and her breathing...nonexistent. She couldn't even tell if she was breathing through Carl's words. Through Carl's rant, was more like it. There were tears pouring out of his eyes and there were little sprays of spit coming from his mouth since he was talking so fast. Mia could see his hair and cheeks shaking because he was visibly pissed off. His eyes were dark, very dark.
When she thought he was done, Mia cleared her throat and spoke, "Ca-". No. Broken off again. He started spewing off more words about how he could love Jenna and her at the same time, how she didn't understand anything about love, how he needed something to look forward to and basically that Mia was being..selfish. She didn't think so. Honestly, she liked Jenna and Carl together, thought it was amazing. She wouldn't have invited the girl over that day if she didn't think so, but she still didn't agree with Carl thinking he was in love with this girl. After one night. Not even really a date. It was hanging out, eating cookies, and he walked her home,
When he was done - really done - Mia stood there silently. Watching Carl double over, more tears pouring out of his eyes and listening to him trying to catch his breath. That was...a lot. It as a lot for Carl to say and a lot for Mia to listen to, but nonetheless just like Carl said everything, Mia listened to it all. She heard his every word.
"I'm sorry." That was it. Mia inhaled so deep that she felt a pain in her lungs from so much air being held in there, and she exhaled it sharply. "I'm sorry, Carl."