He-- she-- should-- how--- what?
Such a mix of emotion simmered within her in from these last few moments, Mira wasn't even sure where to begin. She hadn't meant-- an honest mistake--- Seth would never acknowledge that. And he--- she couldn't help herself, as her mouth stayed slightly ajar, her head followed Seth to-- this girl, his date. Date? She bit her tongue, finding that Seth's parting words were settling much deeper now than they had initially stuck.
How--- rude! But... she stood hesitantly, caught between wanting to defend herself and the equal desire to not put her chaotic ex of a skeleton on display for Derek, and everyone else present. She chatted her teeth for a few moments as she thought, then shook her head. No, it was not worth it. This was possibly one of the last times she would spend with Derek, and she did not want to remember it something undesirable.
"He's drunk," she muttered, perhaps a bit too loudly, and turned away despite giving a lasting glance over her shoulder to study his 'date.' Mira did not recognize her--- maybe that was a good thing. "Sorry," she added in hastily, hoping Seth hadn't offended Derek too much.
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