“See, there’s the difference between us, your bullshit isn’t worth feeding into.” The tilt of her glossed lips didn’t pry into her annoyance in the way his eyes rolled, she’d much rather stick out out as if he wasn’t close enough to the bane of her entire existence at this very moment. Cassidy had never been above her childish nature, barely twenty when she’d been cursed, she’d been forced to eternally live like this, why in the hell wouldn’t she act like it. “Yes, Shane, dirty money. You got me, you fucking moron.” The slipline of smoke that fell through her lips blew with all intents right up into his face, “I know it’s a foreign concept to you, but shockingly enough people don’t enjoy brooding pricks like you all that much, which, luckily for me, works perfectly.” She didn’t brood – never did she brood, instead she partied, went too hard, too fast, her reckless abandon her own sense of burying her state of self. As he pushed by her arm, Cassidy sighed beneath her breath, turning back into the house, taking a drink from someone she passed with little care to what it was, “I’d rip your mates apart and you damn well know it,” she sure as hell did a good enough job of doing much the same to him. With a slight rise of her shoulders she stepped towards him, feigning catching her foot on something as the drink in her hand tipped forwards, all over his shirt.
“perhaps i’m just takin’ in what i can so i can just say you’re not even needed, eh?” he asks her, raising his eyebrows before dropping them. they could go at this all day, until one of them snapped. eventually it would be shane, his temper got the better of him at times, and he didn’t care if cassidy was a girl or not. though he never laid hands on her in a violent manner, just pushing her against a wall, was the worst he had done to her really. “i don’t brood. do i look like i’m broodin’ right now? no. i’m ‘ere to enjoy my fuckin’ self. what are you ‘ere for? aside from suckin’ the fun out of people.” he starts shaking his head, before he was walking back inside, hearing her he couldn’t help the chuckle that left his lips. “yeah, and they won’t enjoy it as much.” he says, turning his head to wink at her, before she was splashing her drink over his top. he could feel his body shaking, eyes flashing yellow as he stared at her. well that did it. “you’re seriously, out of your fuckin’ mind.” he snaps at her, before pushing his way through people, dragging cassidy back outside, where he took his top off and threw it at her face. “why the fuck would you do somethin’ like that, eh? don’t like that people actually want me ‘ere? probably more than they want you ‘ere.” he says, wiping at his chest where some of the alcohol had spilled, before he was walking toward her, trapping her between the banister and himself. “or did you just want to see my body again?”