Awkward

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•Jenna's POV•

After a few minutes of pissing around in the bathroom, applying makeup, fixing my hair, and drowning myself in complementary perfume that lined the counter, I decided maybe I should face my fears, rather than running from them.

I extended my arm to reach for the door, but I felt a cold hand grasp my wrist, "Aren't you Jenna Stealth, Tony Oller's fiancé?" The bathroom attendee beamed.

The smile crept across my face in a smooth motion almost as quickly as it escaped, "ex-fiancé," I corrected her, chest pains came in intervals.

"I-I'm sorry." She muttered, offering me a heated towel to wipe my hands on.

"actually, I'm about to confront him after losing him, for another man," I trailed off, "I should probably quit piddling around and get to him." I half smiled a crooked smile, and exited the bathroom.

From across the restaurant, it was obvious tony was no longer performing. I hadn't seen him sitting anywhere, so I found it almost impossible for him to be here; my worries flushed away.

So there I was, dandy, thinking I was in the clear, until I turned around the corner to the seat Andrew and I had been seated at, "Andrew. Sorry I-"

There he was, Tony Michael Oller.

A small, evil grin plastered Andrew's face, "oh. Jenna, you're back already. I was just having a conversation with my buddy tony here." A hint of sarcasm filled the room.

I slid into the seat next to Andrew, across from Tony. There was intense silence; Tony and I just looked at each other. A silent moment- "Wow....the awkwardness is visible in the air." Andrew laughed.

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