Sol felt it too, but she wasn't about to give up so easily. She forced herself over to her bed, feet dragging like her shoes were full of lead the whole time, and flopped down again. So that was how it was, huh? Stuck together like magnets, and with Ky of all people. Ugh. What a pain in the ass...

She tried to be stubborn. This lasted all of five minutes. Then, she grit her teeth and growled somewhere deep in her throat, swinging her legs off the bed and standing again. What did it matter? Easier to get whatever the hell they had to do over with than to resist and be miserable for it. She strode back over to the door with a little more haste than she really wanted to admit, flinging it open again and all but barking, "Ky. Get back here."

So what if she was the one who had wanted to split up in the first place?