((Let's just pretend that I mentioned Z washing her face and crap like change for shoes lol))

Z stomped all the way to the coffee shop. She shoved the door open with a look on her face that could kill a man, then went up to the counter. She didn't have to say anything for the cashier to know what she wanted. She paid for her hot tea with three sugars, and turned to the tables. She walked to the table Brand was sitting at and sat on the opposite, the killer look still on her face.