Tori walked toward the bed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her give Derek a once-over."You know, from this angle, he doesn't look too bad," she said.I glared at her."I'm just saying . . ."I leaned over Derek, calling him as loudly as I dared."Personally, I'm more a running back girl myself," Tori said. "But if you like the linebacker type, he's--"My glower shut her up
Tori approached the bed and, with a casual glance, informed me that Derek didn't look too bad from her perspective. This comment elicits a glare from me, but Tori continues, sharing her preferences in athletes while teasing about Derek's physique. Her playful attitude adds a lightness to the tense situation.
As I leaned closer to Derek, trying to rouse him quietly, Tori's comments about her ideal type and comparisons to Derek's build irritate me further. Her attempts at humor fall flat in the moment, showcasing the dynamic between the characters as I attempt to navigate my feelings amidst the tension.
