BESS
Odette turned in her chair, her arm falling from its propped position as she moved to face away from the crowd.
Where was Noah? Where was Drystan. Both of them had suspiciously disappeared from the table nearly fifteen minutes ago, leaving her to sit semi-awkwardly with Drystan's--- Bess. There better not be any funny business going on; the last time Noah and Drystan teamed together to be sketchy, Odette had been extremely aggravated throughout that entire process, which had
also involved Bess.
But don't get her wrong, it wasn't that Odette hated the other woman, it was just--- she didn't love her either. She was very much a first impression kind of person (if she remembered them), and it had never really stuck well with Odette concerning Bess' frank sass to her all the time.
That was it! She really did not appreciate the sass.
Though, Odette supposed, she had dealt out enough of it in the past that it would be rather hypocritical of her to dislike another person for it. Mentally sighing, she continued to sit semi-slouched in the seat with her arms dangling.
She should make conversation. Bess
was sitting right across from her, also in relative silence. Odette waited a few more moments before speaking. "So," she started, speaking loud enough for Bess to assume she was talking to her. "What are your Valentine plans?"
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