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"I wasn't," Anneliese stated, frowning as Will began to pull at her wrist. "I was just... going.... to..." She struggled for a moment, unable to think of a quick excuse. Oh, who was she kidding? Whether she had to go to the bathroom or not, she still would have slipped over to try and talk some sense into Juliet before Will had noticed her absence from their table. Darn! Puffing her cheeks out at him, Anneliese let out a sign before letting her husband succeed in pulling her back down to her chair.

"Fine," she responded, crossing her arms as she allowed herself to plop back into her seat. This whole Juliet and Rhys thing was just so ridiculous! It drove her insane, and she couldn't just disassociate like Will was very good at doing. They were her friends--- well, kind of. Why did they have to be so strange? Either break up or get back together, it was that simple! Obviously they did not want to break up, or else neither of them would go through all of these charades to get the other to notice. It was like their secret goal was to drive her up the wall with confusion and anxiety!

Letting out another sigh, Anneliese turned in her chair to look at Will. Well if she wasn't allowed to fix the Notts, then she needed something else to be distracted with for the night. And sitting here would do no help. She stared at her husband expectantly, waiting silently for him to notice and completely unaware of his internal uncertainty.