A Frosty for a Quincy (P/Liam)

Fryst caught the heel and looked at it dumbfounded for a moment until she realized what he meant and before she could say anything back he disappeared. That cheeky little bastard.. well there goes his date. Who the hell does that? Plays something like that knowing and then runs away, she could have caught him.. easily if she wanted but megh he wasn't worth the effort, with the use of steping his little hiding tech vanished and she realized he was a quincy. She clicked her tongue in a suprised and slightly annoyed way.

"Boys these days.. too scared to even tell a woman that they know something about her, not like it would have mattered to me.."


She shook her head and tossed the heel in a nearby trash bin and walked away, heading to her original destination of the dance studio.. gods forbid he text her with something other than an apology. Otherwise he was in for a few tricks of hers when they met next... maybe freeze him to a tree, strip him naked and leave him there for all the girls to laugh at.. maybe get him arrested? nah those were too harsh.. she would have to track him down eventually though, she didn't need her little secret getting out.