Stone Circle Don't you forget about me

Her happiness went from sixty to zero in the instant his voice reached her. She paused, her head turning towards him as her eyes narrowed. Anywhere you're not, she said, snipping at him. She had not forgotten their first encounter, and she had no notion of forgiving him for it, either.

She still didn't know what she had done to incur such an offended response from him, but she also didn't care. She had been nice and welcoming to him, and he had been a jerk. She turned to head in a different direction, hopefully one he wasn't heading it.