Oliver looked at Kaylea. She had been brooding for the last two minutes.

“So, what did you want to discuss with me?”

She looked at him, her eyes glowing with anger. She glanced back at the jungle and chewed vigorously on a piece of liquorish she had taken from the food pile.

“Mark and Alexandra. Alexandra has got to stop hanging all over Mark all the time.”

Oliver looked at her in astonishment.

“You think this is Alexandra’s doing? That she wants Mark to drool all over her? If you want to know, she is freaked out by his touchy feely side. She told me herself.”

It was a lie. Alexandra had never said such a thing and Oliver wasn’t sure about it, but the blunt expression Kaylea had made, made his blood boil. They glared at each other.

“Well, if Alexandra doesn’t like it, then why doesn’t she tell him so?!”

Kaylea almost yelled at Oliver; her hands moving lively to emphasise her words. Oliver snorted loudly.

“She has! She has told him several times that she didn’t want him to touch her! And yet, he just didn’t take no for an answer. If any one is to blame here, it’s Mark and not Alexandra.”

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