Literature
Just worried
Rose laughed sweetly and Ed stared at her, smiling slightly. And Winry bared her teeth in annoyance. She thought about when she first saw Rose and what she had commented when Ed wasn't there.
Oh
Too bad. I wanted to see him again.
Winry growled, her anger wavering ever so slightly. And so, without another word, she whipped around and marched from the sight.
The bed protested as she threw herself at it, hiding her face in the soft covers and pillows. She didn't panic, she was just
worried. Not jealous, not that.
The door opened. Winry hid her face further into the pillow; she didn't want to see who it was. The person mov