She hadn't expected him to actually stop. In fact, Odette would have put money that Seth would've continued to make a scene, even begin to pound louder on her front door, leaving her but no choice to never speak to him face to face. Well. Wasn't that just great. Now he starts to act unpredictable.
Odette sighed, and ran a hand through her hair. Maybe this wouldn't be that bad. Maybe he wouldn't make it his life mission to absolutely torture her like she did him. Big fat chance, and that was why she was having so much trouble opening the door. She deserved this, she had worked so bloody hard for this team! It practically owned her as a child, owned her now--- so it wasn't fair that Seth was going to make this difficult.
Well. Odette closed her eyes, focusing. No. He could be mad, he fully had that right, but she was not going to back down on this. Management had named her captain for a reason, not him again. Keeping this in mind, Odette had no further problem opening the door and send a rightful glare at her teammate across the threshold.
"Can I help you?" she asked, keeping her hand on the door. It wasn't that he wasn't invited in, just that if Noah ever found out Seth had been in the house while he had not, well, hence the reason Odette was keeping her body in the middle of the doorframe.
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