Maya stomped off to the elevator and pushed the up button. She was so mad that she didn’t notice the people around her whispering. She rode the elevator alone to her room and quickly shut her door. Once inside, she slid down to the floor and buried her face in her hands. She was mad at them both and herself. They were just discussing the topic, even if it had gotten a little out of hand, but as a Luna, she would be expected to control the atmosphere of a room. She should be able to step in and redirect things to a more civil conversation. Instead, she was frozen, watching them stare each other down.
She hadn't been there long when she heard footsteps outside her door. She pretended not to notice and sat quietly on the floor. Dustin must have been trying to figure out whether he wanted to
