Some days I have nothing to add to the conversation of others.
Which got me to questioning how one might address this in a novel?
Here is the result of my writing exercise:
Marks eyebrows arched and his nostrils flared, “I want to know what you think, now!”
With a stomp of one foot, Sally turned and soldierly exited the room.
I think it would be great fun if in the comment section below, you would share an example of yours.