"She asked me did I pick a fight, and I told her no, which is true. She'd already heard a good bit of the story going around before she heard my version, though."
"Then perhaps you should tell her the rest?" I say gently. He's bright red, poor boy, and looks as if he can hardly speak.
Before I can say anything else, though, Valmont comes up…and he is not bright red. If anything, he looks a little pale. Oh dear. I fear that the conversation with Micah did not go well…
"Jarmyn, good to see you outside of work," I say, smiling. "Are you having a pleasant night? My dear," I say to Hermia, "might I borrow you for a moment?"
"Of course," I say at once. I give Jarmyn another quick smile and say,"Thank you again for the dance," before I slip my arm through Valmont's, and let him lead me away.
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"Then perhaps you should tell her the rest?" I say gently. He's bright red, poor boy, and looks as if he can hardly speak.
Before I can say anything else, though, Valmont comes up…and he is not bright red. If anything, he looks a little pale. Oh dear. I fear that the conversation with Micah did not go well…
"Jarmyn, good to see you outside of work," I say, smiling. "Are you having a pleasant night? My dear," I say to Hermia, "might I borrow you for a moment?"
"Of course," I say at once. I give Jarmyn another quick smile and say,"Thank you again for the dance," before I slip my arm through Valmont's, and let him lead me away.