Queen of Melanin
"Horrible advice?!" She said, gently placing her cup down on the counter. There was a smile on her face, not taking what Conor had said immediately to heart. Sure, she wasn't giving sound advice due to be heavily intoxicated but that was fine with her. What wasn't, however, were his next words. It took her a minute to react to what Conor was saying, mind processing words slowly than normal. Did he really just have the audacity to comment on her relationship with Tommy? She hadn't said anything about his with Alex, even though she really wanted to, and she expected the same with Conor. It was a respect thing to her and with that comment, he had disrespected her.
In an attempt to keep her cool, she had gripped the glass in her hand. Shockingly, it had broken in her hand but she ignored it for now. Looking at him, she frowned. His words made her immediately feel like she wasn't good enough for him, a thought that had crossed her mind multiple times before. Of course in her moment of being pissed off she wasn't going to tell that to him. Instead, she looked him square in the face and gave a retort. "Oh, you're one to talk about breaking hearts there, Conor. I do recall a time I was smitten with you and you broke mine." She tilted her head to the side as she went on. "Pot calling kettle black?" Was the final thing she said before turning around and, drunkenly, heading for the kitchen. She was now realizing what she had done to her hand and she needed to clean it up.
Conor (@Misty Gray )