Deepwood Weald What is this, wash and wear?

Oliver apologized and for a second Holly thought of ending the trick but on the other hand... it could go on for a second more. "Well you did!" she fumed with pained anger. Of course, this was all a ruse in favor of revenge, but still, she made it sound real. Or, as real as she could manage. Then she sat in a huff of bittersweet breath and pouted. The golden one dropped her head in what seemed like remorse as she hid her amusement. 

"I- I was worried Oliver..." she pretend choked out, faking that that was all she could manage to say aloud. This time though, there was a hint of honesty to it; less fabrication required. In truth, she was incredibly worried, just not enough to go pouting about it. Holly now determined to make him worry started to suck in shattered breaths, hoping her bogus crying wasn't as see-through as her usual jokes.