Leela still pissed

Still laughing ever so slightly as he returned to Priya and Leela, he had enjoyed getting the blonde to work the strange guy.

William was surprised, he came to a dead stop as he seen Leela crying a bit. She was clearly upset at the racist, insensitive remark. Priya was rubbing her shoulder, petting her hair, tenderly trying to make her sister feel better. He had not seen the two agree or be friendly yet, but this moment was different.

“Leela, are you okay,” he asked.

“I fucking hate it when cunts like that treat others so meanly,” she said, sobbing. “That cunt thinks she’s so special, probably never done a damn thing in her miserable insignificant life,” Leela was picking up steam.

“Being racist is one thing that gets to me. Ignorance, another,”

“Kya aur gadhe yonee”, she continued without thinking she switched into Hindi.

“Sorry William, I just get so damn mad,” Leela concluded, calming down visibility as her sister continued to stroke her long hair, massaging her shoulders.