"I don't know what a Reaver is." She replied. She watched as he held out the bottle and took it back. A brow lifted as she watched him closely. "19, and I don't drink anyway." She replied as she came to watch him closely.
Her arms resting at her sides. She exhaled once more. "Besides, I said I was sorry." She said as she made a slight face and came to look in the other direction. Sure, she might have been in the wrong, but it could be worse.