Frankie had noticed Tori walking into the gym, wondering if she ever met up with Jack. She was alone, so that seemed like a bad sign. She got up from where she was sitting and made her way over to Tori, feeling taken aback when she snapped at her. “Well, someone’s in a bad mood,” she noted, tilting her head. “I take it things aren’t working out for you?” She asked, sighing.
Deep breath expelled from her lungs, Tori shook some hair into her eyes just to push it back out. “Sorry Franks.” she hummed quietly, but shook her head in response to the question asked. “She like disappeared. It’s like she doesn’t even like me.” Frown on her face, she picked at some chipped polish on her thumbnail.
