Lexa grit her teeth when she heard a bell ring and the door creak open. She'd told them to [i]leave[/i]. It was probably Ty again. Concerned bastard didn't know when to quit. Lexa parted her lips to kick him out when a different voice broke the silence. 

It was the obnoxious guy from that morning. The smoker. Lexa wanted to be annoyed. She couldn't muster the energy. 

She was so [i]tired[/i].

Lexa closed her eyes and winced when his talking turned into worried shouting. This really [i]wasn't[/i] what she needed right now. She opened her mouth again to tell him to get lost when something changed in his voice. He turned soft, almost delicate with his words. And just like that she threatened to come undone all over again. 

Lexa pressed her lips tightly together before letting out a long, rattling breath. She shoved it all down. 

[color=crimson]"I've had worse days."[/color] Lexa moved her hands down to wipe at her cheeks with the heels of her palms. She finally looked up at the man. The whites of her eyes were red and smeared tear tracks glistened on her cheeks. Her face was blank save for a slight furrow at her eyebrows. Lexa stared at him for a long moment. Then–

[color=Crimson]"How about that drink?"[/color]