[You can bet that if they'd still been on the same contentious terms they had once been on, she wouldn't have even given him the satisfaction of looking in his direction. But as it was, she HAD turned around, and considering... well, Heather, that WAS something of a victory.]
[She's glaring at him, now, in that dull way that people do when they don't want to SAY anything but they're hoping the person will get the message and leave anyway. ... Because she doesn't WANT to tell him to get lost or fuck off or any of the myriad of other things she'd been stockpiling to snarl at anyone who interrupted her. Anyone INCLUDING her friends.]
[But... well.]
[She's not mad at him. Not mad at anyone. She's just mad.]
[But when the glaring doesn't work, she spreads her arms and just snaps.]
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[She's glaring at him, now, in that dull way that people do when they don't want to SAY anything but they're hoping the person will get the message and leave anyway. ... Because she doesn't WANT to tell him to get lost or fuck off or any of the myriad of other things she'd been stockpiling to snarl at anyone who interrupted her. Anyone INCLUDING her friends.]
[But... well.]
[She's not mad at him. Not mad at anyone. She's just mad.]
[But when the glaring doesn't work, she spreads her arms and just snaps.]
What.
[What do you want Cooper.]