"WHATS WRONG WITH ME?!" No, Coheed wanted to keep her head a little longer than this. It didn't seem as though she was going to. Her stomach was already turning inside of her- her hands still shaking slightly. "YOU WERE THE ONE WHO WAS LESS THAT A FOOT BEHIND ME! MAYBE YOU SHOULD WATC-... f-" Coheed put her hands back down, after realizing that they were still up.

Coheed took a soft step back away from him, her large boot made the same soft thump noise as she did so, the metal o's jingled together once again. The girls stomach was still turning, and she felt like she was going to vomit. She felt like she would, but she knew she wouldnt. "I... I'm just sorry." She said quietly, now staring at the floor.