Holding each other's hand with their fingers intertwined, Hera and Hunter silently walked in the empty hallways until they reached Hera's room.
It's so late, way past her bedtime, and Hera felt awkward to knock the door to her room. Resting her palm flat on the locked door, she hesitated to knock. Rolling his eyes at her, Hunter did it for her, and his fist banged the door a bit harshly, earning a scowl of disapproval from her.
Hera pursed her lips when the door opened, revealing her ex-bestie. Adding more to Hera's embarrassment, Clara's judging eyes glared at her as soon as they landed on her. Hera tried to free her hand from Hunter's hold, but he refused to let go. Wrapping an arm around Hera's waist, he pulled her close and kissed her full on the mouth while Clara watched, hatred dripping out of her eyes.
It was all for the show. Hunter knew Hera was never comfortable with their public display of affection, but he went on with it anyway.