Faith smiled shakily. "Sure I'm okay. But-" A loud nose of skin against skin silenced her, and her blue eyes turned. Summer, fury blazing in her eyes, had viciously slapped Sean. "Who the heck gave you the right to do that?" she growled. It would've been menacing if she wasn't nine years old.
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Sean was slow to act, but he grabbed Summer's wrist, slamming it against the table. A green glint in his left eye was visible, and he seemed to be almost smiling. Almost. "Why, you little rascal. You-" People were protesting now, and Faith was desperately yanking at Sean's hand, forcing him to let go.
//super rushed
