Later that night, Ava and Zach had still not seen each other since the whole "Orihime Incident" — as Ava now referred to it mentally with dramatic flair and a flick of imaginary wind. After he blurted that name like a cursed spell, Ava stormed out of the library with the rage and grace of a flamingo in stilettos.
But was she mad because Zach mistook her for a dead woman?
Of course not.
She had a stomachache.
And it was the kind of stomachache that felt like a personal betrayal. One moment she was glaring at Zach's emotionally unavailable face, and the next, her insides performed a Broadway musical without her permission. Turns out the five-cheese soufflé Shen insisted she try was more traitorous than Shen himself.
So no, Ava wasn't angry. She just needed a bathroom, a blanket, and some emotional distance from people who weep over dead girlfriends mid-nap.
