THE SLEEK WAY

Sophie's POV

Sophie exhaled when she threw the door open to the face of Tyler. She swallowed nothing before planting her hands on her waist, refusing to look at him.

She wasn't exactly mad at him. A lot that she wasn't expecting just seemed to happen on the same day and she wasn't sure how she was supposed to deal with it.

A lot that included Tyler.

“Can I help you?” she directed her question at him despite the small strain in her voice. Suddenly finding her nails very appealing, she busied herself with cleaning off specks of death that weren't there.

Tyler sighed too and shoved his hands into his pockets. He wasn't sure how to deal with this kind of Sophie. In a very short while, he had gotten used to her loud witty self and he wasn't about to welcome the change.

Standing to his full height, he tried to step closer but the glare cast at him discouraged him. He was already exhausted from everything that went on in his day. He wasn't about to add to it.

“Can we talk?” Tyler asked in a