Unfavored
Damn, she has gone crazy.
And, I sent her death glares and she cleared her throat. Then, she excused herself to head to the toilet. Well, she might have shitted in her pants because of laughing.
"So... Matt, can I ask you something?" Nadia asked me as she sits on the couch while her eyes are on her math textbook.
"Yeah, what is it, Nad?" I replied as I turned to look at her and she cleared her throat before speaking.
"Do you know someone, a girl, that's named Maeve Ingrid Lewis-Clyborne?" She asked while looking at me knowingly.