Avice was at a seperate table, sitting somewhat uncomfortably as Dante put his arm around her. She gave him a light kiss, momentarily freeing herself.
Etta said something that Avice wouldn't be able to hear, but it made Jack laugh, his nose crinkling with the action.
Avice turned her head slightly, her brows furrowing before she quietly went back to her former position, jer hands folding in her lap thoughtfully.
She muttered something in his ear and he shook his head. Nonetheless, she took his hand and stood up, pulling him up and leading him out the door.
Awhile later, Avice and Dante were on the deck. Her arms were crossed as she muttered to him in frustration.
Dante went in to hug her, his brows furrowing as she abruptly pushed him away and storming off, her eyes on the ground.
