Finally. God, thank you. The grip loosened and let go of, the tension is dying, well at least she is now free from this 'Davin'.
The man who captured her leaned down to look at her, more to talk, to warn to her. She listened carefully, her eyes gleamed with annoyance as the man treats her like a kid. Her eyebrows furrow, her eyes shows anger. She glared at him. 'You made me into a problem for you first, tough guy! I'm not scared of you!' Her eyes yelled, more of a challenging look as the man walks away to the bar.
She turned around, looking at Michael in the eyes. Her voice echoed with deep breaths in her gas mask, "You." she growled, turns into a nasty deep growl as it filtered out of her mask. She sighed and slowly she removes her gas mask from her face but not fully, she let it hang around her neck, still in front of her lower part of the face, covering the sights of people from it, but who would even notice a little in size girl?
Her voice sounded much better without the filtration of the gas mask now. "Michael, right? Well, is there space in the schedule for my turn? Or did you took all of my time?" she said, annoyed and still locked with his eyes with her deadly glare. She thought of her questions, maybe.. "No, I should ask the DJ for that. Thanks anyway." She said as she puts her gas mask on and pull on her hood back, with a smirk in her eyes, she tries to walk away from him.