Silent

They fell into comforting silence as they trudged to their quarters. As usual, they had to report to their supervisor. Melissa. She stood outside Cisca's room.

A muscle ticked in her jaw, and she tapped her foot on the floor, with gritted teeth which hardened her facial planes.

Reagan headed towards her room to avoid confrontation, but Melissa's gaze stopped her. Why she was angry they didn't understand.

" I have been waiting for a very long time."

Cisca shot a confused glance at Reagan who shook her head in silent communication. " How are you doing, Melissa?" Reagan replied in a matching tone.

" Reports have gotten to me that you didn't complete your chores." Melissa stared at them.

" Who said that?" Reagan challenged.

" Does that mean that they are lying ?"

" Yes, we have been working our asses off, and someone comes to feed you this?" Cisca chirped in.

Melissa turned to her as if just realizing that she was there. " You especially, you were rumored to be talking to Martin wh