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Shelly's nose screwed up in an unpleasant manner as she pulled three menus from the side, clearly unsatisfied with the response I gave her. "You want to sit down?"
She didn't wait for a response before she spun around and walked out of the restaurant, almost as if she were dumping the menus down onto an empty table.
As we made our way across the restaurant to the table that Kurt had stopped at, her hand wrapped around mine and we exchanged a firm squeeze.
As I slid into the booth, Kurt followed suit and sat down alongside me, despite the fact that he continued to appear quite uneasy and contrite.
As she accepted our group's drink order, Shelly appeared to be doing her best to ignore me. Nate shook his head and continued to chuckle to himself even after she had left the room
