“Why can’t you listen to a single thing I say?!”
“Why can’t you show some respect?!” Was it their first fight? Hardly so. In fact, it wouldn’t even be the first time they had landed themselves into a very similar fight. Knowing the both of them, the outcome wasn’t going to be much different this time, either. It was what it was: no more than a waste of time — but did either of them care about that? Obviously not. Add together some of the most prideful, stubborn people, and a never-ending cycle of catfights is what you’ll get. “’Violet, please be careful, that toaster might give you a jumpscare,’” she suddenly spoke up, her tone of voice dripping with mockery. “Hear how polite that sounds? Now let’s recite your exact words, I believe they were along the lines of ‘VIOLET, GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE TOASTER BEFORE YOU BREAK IT.’”
Her gaze dropped to the device that had landed on the floor with a single smack of her hand, having merely been trying to protect herself from the unexpected attack ( or what she had deemed to be an attack, at least ). “It’s your own fault for yelling at me, you and that.. thing, both of you! This wouldn’t have happened if you had calmly told me to step away!“