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Okay fine. Maybe Maria had imagined slaying Jorge with her wonderful wit, undeniable intelligence and her strong persona. Maybe she even imagined being the one to crush him, making him beg her for her forgiveness. Alas, that wasn't the case. She should have known that the man was dafter than a Pygmy puff. Couldn't he tell that she didn't want to talk to him?
At long last, she opened her mouth to retort back to him. "Jorge." Short and simple. Except it wasn't since he went on to talk about making his appearance known and finding excitement. "I wouldn't put it past you to find excitement in the smallest of situations. I do hope you have the intention of bowling too." Unless he was looking for another piece of eye candy. If that was the case, let her leave now or Merlin help him and whichever woman he decided to lock lips with.
And could he not start complimenting her? He wasn't going to get his way, she hoped he knew that. If not, she was going to make her intentions very clear. Her green eyes looked him up and down, squinted a little at parts before she finally said, "I guess you don't look too bad yourself." Green was a wonderful colour on her. Normally, a comment like that would have earned him a blush and a failed attempt at flirty banter but now? Not so much. "Thank you. My mother thinks so too."
Maria was glad that the man was introducing himself and distracting her from Jorge and his slimy words. So Simon was a teammate and not an enemy? "Nice to meet you, Simon. The name's Maria," And he got a smile from her unlike SOME people she could mention. "Are you good at bowling?" Important information. The woman wanted to know.
While waiting for an answer, the shopkeeper bent over and slipped off her shoes before placing them off to one side. They weren't bad shoes, just not the right ones for bowling; though the idea of them slipping off and flying off to someone's face did amuse her. The bowling shoes she had been handed were slipped on instead.
It was only when another voice sounded that the woman looked up and over toward the newcomer (Mariel). A familiar one, at that. And one that seems to be particularly friendly with Mr Lover Lover over there. The scowl returned to Maria's face as she looked between them. So this was his new toy? Did the woman know that this man was just going to use her and them throw her away once he was bored of her? Green eyes flicked between the two of them, the scowl on her face deepening. What in the name of Merlin? Were they dating?
UGH. Where was the vomit bucket? She couldn't stand this.
Looking away from the sickening couple, the woman started tying the laces of her shoes, trying her very hardest not to look up. This plan ended up failing when she felt someone sitting next to her and, looking up, realised just who it was. Well hello to you too, Jorge's Barbie. "Maria. Nice to meet you, Mariel," It wasn't. Really now. Was this the reason as to why she hasn't been owled? "Looks like you already know some of our teammates." Jorge. She was talking mainly about Jorge.
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