Faeya smiled sheepishly at Derek and said "I might take you up on that offer." She noticed Chantelle flirting with him and she felt envious. She was pretty [i]and[/i] a flirt? Faeya could be neither and she felt completely awkward. She looked at the weed in Chantelle's hand and looked longingly at it before shaming herself and looking at her hands as they played with the end of her shirt nervously. She was always nervous when attractive people were near her.