four eyes | claire standish ✅

five

" If I lose my temper, you're totaled man!" Andrew barks, turning John's attention away from Claire.

" Totally?"

" Totally."

" Such tension," Angel mumbles below her breath, using all her energy to not pick at her nails.

" Why don't you just shut up!" Claire exclaims, forcing herself in the conversation. " Nobody here is interested!"

" Well hey Sporto! What'd you do to get in here? Forget to wash your jock?" John wonders, leaning in his seat.

" I hate this," Angel mumbles.

" Look, just because you live in here doesn't give you the right to be a pain in the ass, so knock it off!"

John lets a moment pass, a look of hurt on his face before giving a shrug. " It's a free country."

" He's just doing it to get a rise out of you! Just ignore him," Claire exclaims. Angel can only roll her eyes, a tired sigh passing her lips. Grabbing her pencil, she creates the basic outline of a kawaii character with ease. A smile places itself on her face. Looking around, she wonders who she should make kawaii-like.

" Go to hell!"

" Enough!"

Angel jolts in her seat, wondering why people are screaming. Screaming isn't nice unless you're letting out a noise of happiness. Angel bites her lip softly, giving Andrew and Claire a silent plead. She didn't think either would notice, but Claire does (surprisingly). The redhead's anger disappears, a look of guilt forming. She nods her head apologetically, before turning in her seat as Vernon yells.