#ghostofaformerself4

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@ghostofaformerself continued from here~

     JANE ARCHED AN EYEBROW, UTTERLY unimpressed. “Sure, ALLEGEDLY,” she said, waving her hand in dismissal. “Whatever you say.” She wasn’t going to argue the details of what had happened between them, not while she was trying to get Rayne to open up about what had happened to her.

     With a roll of her eyes, she glanced around at the girl working behind the counter. “Can I get two coffee…” She glanced at Rayne again. “Black. And eh…” She looked at all the goodies that were displayed. “I’ll take a donut, and…” She looked at Rayne again. “And so will she.” Cause who didn’t love donuts, right?

     “So,” she continued as though she hadn’t interrupted their conversation with coffee and donuts. “Who d’you get into a fight with? Classmates? Friend? A stranger while defending the helpless?”

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    She glanced at the other woman from the corners of her eyes, trying to take her measure. Trying to see what her brother saw in this one. “You’re so skinny,” she finally said, resting her hands on her hips as she turned to face the brunette. “Does Xander even feed you? Or do you feed yourself?” She was fully aware that her brother despised his name being shortened to that. One more reason to keep doing it.

    “C’mon, just admit you’re just using my brother, alright? I won’t blame you. I mean that was one hell of a display back then. When Xander gets upset, he gets upset. But it’s over now, we can stop pretending.” She let her gaze wander over the other. “You really don’t know the half of what he is capable of doing, girl. It’ll raise the hairs on the back of your neck.”