❝ Seriously, just fuck off! I’m not in the fucking mood! ❞
SEVEN PSYCHOPATHS SENTENCE STARTERS. // Accepting
(From Jamie because come on. Lena’s too nice for this right off the bat.)
God, he could make her so infuriated. As fiery as both their personalities could be, it shouldn’t come as a surprise that their tempers could be just as hot. Butting heads in arguments never seemed to end well.
She knew she’d been wrong in this one. Did that stop her from arguing until they were both screaming? Of course not. Not in the slightest. It was only when they’d stomped off that she’d started to cool down, mumbling to herself about how she should do something to fix the situation. It felt much safer to hide behind the previously slammed door, but she loved Jamie. And she knew he loved her. She couldn’t even remember what they were so angry about now, which was often the end to arguments in this house. Her pride and stubborn nature didn’t want her to, but eventually, she did sigh and walk back out.
“Jamie? I’m...listen, I just wanted to-”
Seemed he was still upset. She’d only been trying to be nice! Little fucker...
“Fine! Forget it then! Fuck off to you too!” she yelled back, slamming the door behind her.