Locke: *Kisses Sabetha’s cheek*
Sabetha: What the fuck was that?
Locke: Affection
Sabetha: Disgusting
Locke:
Sabetha:
Locke:
Sabetha: Do it again
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Locke: *Kisses Sabetha’s cheek*
Sabetha: What the fuck was that?
Locke: Affection
Sabetha: Disgusting
Locke:
Sabetha:
Locke:
Sabetha: Do it again
Locke, trying to flirt: So, you come here often?
Sabetha: This is my fucking house
Locke: This is a friends to lovers situation
Sabetha: Incorrect, we are enemies, and we will remain as such throughout our romantic relationship
Lorenzo: Welcome to the “fuck Locke” support group. We meet here once a month and say a collective “fuck Locke”
Requin: But first, some words from our newest member!
Sabetha, visibly sweating: So I may have misunderstood
Sabetha: I am *THIS* close to falling in love with you.
Locke: Your fingers are literally touching
Sabetha: I only feel one emotion and it’s rage.
Locke: Last night you texted me a thousand heart emojis
Sabetha: Out of anger
Sabetha, leaning her head against Locke’s shoulder: *Sighs* Maybe I’m overreacting
Locke, nodding: Mm
Sabetha, looking directly into his eyes: But I don’t think that I am
Locke, sweating: Nope, absolutely not
Sabetha: When I meet people, there are three things I do. I either sleep with them, stab them, or fall in love with them.
Locke: But you haven’t stabbed or slept with me???
Sabetha:
Locke: Wait