Having Your Cake [Candice, Ehefra, Giselle]

Candice didn't pull away from the embrace, but she didn't lean into it either. The blonde remained stoically unmoved by the display of affection, letting Giselle wrap her hands around her own but declining to engage any further. That emotional distance was perhaps the greatest tell of how truly upset Candi was, for she was always the type of woman to wear her heart upon her sleeve. Her partner would know that she ran as hot as a volcano most of the time, quick to fly off the handle but equally swift to recover, and yet her spark was truly dampened in this moment.

She wanted to be angrier, to kick and scream and get her way by force if need be, but that electrifying fury just wouldn't come. It might seem like apathy but, for Candi, it was anything but. It was the revelation that she had cared too much. That she had left herself exposed on the belief that this was assured and ended up getting burned. The great and mighty Candice Catnipp had overreached. Failure and rejection were not things she took any pleasure in, but she could handle them. Though she would never admit it, she fully understood that even she was not infallible. But this cut her deeper than that, and, as Giselle piled on the hard truths, she let her shoulders slump as she slid from the saddle of her high horse.

"So it's me then? I should have known." Maybe I always did.

With that cryptic statement said, Candice began to wiggle her way free of the grip. She didn't immediately go for full force, perhaps wondering if Giselle would choose to give her space or not, but even now she struggled to be entirely gentle in her actions. Regardless of the initial outcome, the potential scuffle was interrupted by the sound of the door buzzer - the arrival of their aforementioned feast. For a moment, Candi paused, and then found a portion of her former strength to push them apart with certainty. Those emerald eyes had lost a little of their lustre, though, any trace of a smile vanishing as her lips curled into something closer to a sneer of contempt.

"I'm gonna get some air. If she comes out, tell Heff she can take the pizzas to go. Or stay. I wouldn't want to assume."