Judy stormed down the hallway, her heels clicking like gunfire against the polished floor. Her fists clenched around the strap of her handbag as her fearsome breath came out in sharp, furious huffs.
The nerve of that absolute dumbass!
Of all the stupid, brainless, dick-driven things Scott could have done, this had to be the absolute worst.
At least… that's what she thought.
Then—
A swirl of inky darkness erupted in front of her, coalescing into a familiar, black-clad figure.
Judy jolted slightly, stopping mid-stride, but only just.
Scott stood there, hands held out.
He looked both cautious and desperate—as though he was trying to calm a wild animal.
"Come on… can you calm down for a second?"
Her face twisted instantly, like he had just told her to take a deep breath while she was on fire.
Scott blinked as the realization struck hit him too late.
Never tell a furious lady to calm down.
『Oh boy… here it comes.』
