Green swollen eyes attempted to meet hers, but she glanced away from them.
"Josh, can I help you?" Donya questioned, not bothering to lighten her tone. "And why the hell do does your face look like a drunk that didn't go home for Christmas?"
Josh didn't show if he was hurt by her indifference or not. He simply responded, "I had an allergic reaction to a spice my brother brought home but that's not important right now."
"Could you let me go?"
"Will you... will you still listen to me if I do?"
She huffed. Soon an electric shock passed from her arm to his, leading him to jerk it away and release her to preserve his limb.
Donya folded her arms. "Listen to you about what? If you have something to say, now's the time. I only have so long before lunch's over."
And I miss my chance to expr
