Gemotions

"Well, this is just great," Leo muttered under his breath, watching Maya make her way towards him. He’d seen her talking to Sarah earlier, a smile playing on her lips. Now, Sarah seemed to have, quite deliberately, pointed her in his direction. Leo straightened his tie, feeling a prickle of annoyance at the way his palms had suddenly begun to sweat.

He took a long, slow sip of his beer, the cold liquid doing nothing to calm the rising tide of… something. He wasn't going to be the one to greet her, to offer a polite smile. He was done playing nice. Done.

Maya reached him, and offered a casual "Hey, Leo." He gave a curt nod, studying the intricate stitching on the tablecloth. He had no intention of engaging in any sort of conversation. He was just going to stand here, perfectly still, until she got the message.