As if there wasn't enough to worry about without Vander deciding to do something as harebrained as hug her. What if someone saw?! What if someone said something?! At the wrong time?! The wrong place?!

The sound Sevika made when she found herself scooped up in big, burly arms for a hug was disgruntled. No one should be this happy! And with her arm pinned to her side in the hug, all that was left was her lashing out with a boot to kick his shin. Somewhere in the twirl, she lost her cigarette, it landing somewhere in the alley, now lost to the both of them. Fan-fucking-tastic.

"Will you put me down, you big oaf?!"

Ughhh, ugh, ugh. She should have expected this, but she wasn't used to anyone daring to enter her personal space quite that closely when it wasn't a fistfight. At least he put her down at the end, but that didn't mean she wasn't left looking flustered and utterly offended by the whole event.

Yeah, screw lurking in the alleyway after that. She stepped out after him to smack him in the arm, mad but not mad enough to haul off and punch the guy after the fact.

"Never do that again."