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Catra woke up with a bad headache. She hated drinking, but hated being sober even more. When she saw Adora asleep in the corner of the room she stuck her tongue out. She hated being alone with her thoughts, but she thought other people were just too loud. Catra woke up in a bad mood, because she was Catra.
“Ugh, what are you doing here?” Catra wasn’t a morning person. She wasn’t an anything person. She was unpleasant at all hours of the day. She rolled away, and got up onto her feet. The house that surrounded her was the league of villains mansion, covered in grafitti, with broken furniture worn down furniture probably stolen from a dump somewhere.
“I changed my mind I don’t like you any more.” Catra shooed Adora with her claws. Everytime she got closer to Adora she regretted it so it was best to keep her distance, and besides it was embarrassing she didn’t want Shigaraki and the others to see. “You can go now.”