"Damn it, just get up! You are making this moment so cheesy and drawing too much attention! GET THE F*CK UP!"
John instantly snapped to his feet with a frantic, energized speed. He looked like he was vibrating with pure adrenaline, his puppy dog eyes now replaced with the focus of a loyal soldier awaiting his first command.
"So what… now?"
The tension in the guild hall was so thick it felt like physical weight pressing against Maddy's chest. Johnn stood there, vibrating with an almost frantic energy, his hands clenched as he waited for a verbal confirmation.
Maddy didn't speak. Her jaw was set so tight it ached, her eyes narrowed into thin, lethal slits. She gave a sharp, aggressive nod, her chin jerking down once, twice, accompanied by an expression of such pure, concentrated annoyance that most men would have backed away in fear.
"Is... is that a yes?"
Johnn asked, his head tilting like a confused retriever.
"The nod? Does the nod mean we're a party???"
