Ellie
“Hello, Luna Ellie," Blade said, taking a few steps closer to her. He was wearing a white suit jacket, a black bow tie, and black suit pants. He was a good looking man. There was no question about that. It was his personality that made her sick to her stomach.
It wasn't just that he was full of himself. Most of the men in leadership positions Ellie knew had suffered from that affliction at least a little bit. It was the entitlement that bothered her. He not only thought he was better than everyone else, he felt like everyone else owed him something just because he was Blade.
“Why are you standing outside?" she asked as he came over to her, still standing in front of her.
Blade shrugged. “I guess I just didn't need to see the River show, that's all."
Ellie inhaled deeply, held it
