Mar 31
40. "Your grip faltered. Did my voice distract you again?"
She grits her teeth as he says that, only to sprint at him and leap up onto his shoulders, throwing her legs around his neck, then throwing all her weight backwards to drop him to the floor.
She's red in the face despite the very forward annoyance, trying to speak but sputtering- Seems he got to the heart of the matter with that.
"Bullshit, I don't- I'm not-..." She finally clicks her tongue and looks away from him, rubbing her face with her forearm while she caught her breath. "Asshole-"
