"Bitch."
Miriette rolled on her back and made a vulgar gesture with her fingers towards the door that closed behind Ehmi.
"Oof... I knew you didn't like her but..."
"But what?"
Burushi took a deep breath and muttered – but if she didn't want to actually get Miriete's attention, her volume was not low enough.
"I... well, you see - I don't feel comfortable with taking sides in this conflict if that's okay...? I kind of like both of you so..."
The blond-haired girl flinched and mumbled with her head down doing her best to not make accidental eye contact with the angry dark-haired girl while trying to diffuse the situation even a little bit.
"..."
But once again, despite Burushi's worries, Miriette showed a surprising amount of self restrain and did not pursue the subject, only sighing with annoyance and looking up at the ceiling.
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