You Can Run But...
"How was it?"
Maya's cheeks reddened.
Now, this was what she hated about Maya. Abby frowned, timidity at the forefront of all her unique personalities."
"I asked a fucking question, and you went all tomato on me."
"It was good, okay."
Abby smiled automatically: "Uh huh, I can see that; it shows."
Maya narrowed her eyes. "And what does that have to do with anything?"
"Nothing," Abby said slyly, crossing her legs where she sat beside Maya. "just making sure the mistake was worth it."