temperiisms:
“Th’fuck do you think? Though at this point, I’d take on just about anyone.”
Groaning a little as she shifted in her seat, the redhead tilted her head up at the noirette. Her brows furrowed, and her nose crinkled a little as she screw up her face, before shrugging.
“You look good enough to hit anyway.”
This is not how you talk to strangers, Tae, you imbecile.
“What was I supposed to think? I don’t know you.”
Tuesday folds her arms, and, raising an eyebrow, shifts her weight slightly onto her left foot. She rolls her eyes before continuing, visibly unimpressed.
“So what, you just physically fight random strangers? Wow.”
Her voice is deeply laced with sarcasm.
















