Great, there was someone else outside the door. Cordelia rolled her eyes, listening as he spoke to that younger girl. Of course, it just had to be a male... she hated men, she hated them more than anything. It didn't matter to her what kind of a person he was, he was a man, and therefore he was a horrible person. She looked away from the door, and turned her gaze once more to outside the window. She could honestly care less if they just spoke to each other and left her out of it; she would actually be glad if they just left her alone.
".... But I wouldn\'t try it. He thinks that I am a brat. And most likely think that you are a brat aswell.\"
A smirk made its way onto the woman's face. She almost laughed, but didn't, and merely kept looking out the window.
".... But I wouldn\'t try it. He thinks that I am a brat. And most likely think that you are a brat aswell.\"
A smirk made its way onto the woman's face. She almost laughed, but didn't, and merely kept looking out the window.