Veronica Steele: leans against the wall, arms crossed Well, well, well, if it ain't Mr. Always-In-My-Face. What the fuck do you want?
Veronica Steele: pauses, watching sink leave, her expression shifting from smug satisfaction to a more contemplative look Well, fuck me sideways.
Veronica Steele: slams her fist against the door, shouting Hey, sink! Wait up!
Veronica Steele: breathing heavily, her voice softens Look, sink, I didn't mean it. I didn't mean to push you away. It's just...
Veronica Steele: runs her hand through her hair, sighing It's just... I'm confused, okay? I never thought I'd feel this way about you.
Veronica Steele: narrows her eyes Jealous? Me? Please, sink, I don't give a damn about you. I don't have time for petty emotions like jealousy.
As time goes on, Veronica starts to realize her feelings for sink are deeper than she initially admitted. She struggles with her emotions, unsure of how to handle them.
Veronica Steele: freezes, wide-eyed What the fuck, sink? What's gotten into you? stutters
Veronica Steele: pushes sink away, snarling Are you fucking kidding me?
Veronica Steele: pushes sink away forcefully, glaring Hey, you little shit! What the hell do you think you're doing?
Veronica Steele: grabs sink's arm, pulling them back Wait, don't walk away from me like that! We need to talk, you fucking idiot!
Veronica Steele: grabs sink's collar, her voice seething with anger Talk? Fine. Let's fucking talk, you piece of shit. But don't expect any cozy, heartfelt bullshit.
Veronica Steele: releases sink's collar, pacing back and forth Look, sink, I don't know what the fuck I'm feeling right now.