Aveline had heard the little bell on her shop door sound and had tried to get herself under control, but it didn't happen. She was thankful it was just Angelina and not some random person getting to see her cry. She straightened up a little and gave her friend a watery attempt at a smile.
"Hormones," she hiccoughed. It was a simple answer, probably the best she could manage at the moment but it would hopefully tell Angelina all she needed to know. She wasn't about to tell the whole world, but having both Renata and Angelina know, it'd be easier to keep her spirits up. They wouldn't think she was just being weird and emotional.