"That... That skank! Who does she think she is?!"
As Aisha rambled and cursed away, Nero heaved a deep sigh of relief.
'That... Could have gone a lot worse.'
"Hey, Nero!"
Nero held his chest tighten as Aisha suddenly snapped her head towards him.
"What was that? What were you two talking about?! Do you have feelings for her or something?! Were you talking about disgusting things behind my back?!"
'Hey, hey... Aren't we jumping the gun a bit too much here?' Nero thought to himself as sweat slid profusely down his back.
However, as he stared into Aisha's dark and slightly crazed eyes, he couldn't help but feel the need to clarify a few things.
"Aisha..." He began saying seriously.
But before he could say anything more, he was tackled to the ground.
Feeling the warm flesh pressed against his body and the divine fragrance slinking into his lungs, Nero could help but feel his mind go blank for a moment.
He was assaulted by a wave of conflicting emotions.
