Maeve Sheridan knows she's better than you. (few_and_far) wrote in wished,
Maeve felt her stomach churn nervously and gripped her book tightly, holding it down in her lap like it was about to jump away from her. "No," she answered plainly, her mind racing through the possible reasons that might have compelled her dorm mate to follow her. "I'm sorry," she added after another moment, taking care to look as natural and at ease as she could. Even if she did feel tense and slightly nauseated.
She gave herself a moment to assess the situation and calm down slightly, she'd thought this plan out and had story after story to cover her if it came to it. And Felicity was nowhere near as smart as her, another advantage. "Did you need something?"