Sorry it's coming late. This one is for the sweet reviews and comments
Stefan stared at Dorothy silently for what felt like an eternity before his expression darkened. Dorothy sighed to herself.
"I expected this. You're going to get mad, and you're going to think I'm stupid, but I know you, Stefan. I know you can do it again," she said with a hopeful smile.
"Say something to me. Try to talk. It shouldn't be that hard—you did it before," she urged, but Stefan remained silent.
"Fine," Dorothy huffed, standing up and giving her body a light stretch. She jogged in place and cracked her knuckles while Stefan looked at her in confusion. Before he could react, a sharp slap landed on his face.
"Since you're not going to talk, I'll make you talk. You just need something to compel you and luck
