|
|
|
|
|
|
|
 Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:27 pm
She attempted to grab him by the scruff of his shirt and haul them nose to nose to snarl in his face, "It's a big ******** NO and you ******** KNOW it."
|
 |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:29 pm
Even hauled nose to nose with her that infuriating smirk stayed and he practically purred.
"Gonna tell me what it is then?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:34 pm
"It's you you stupid prat," she snarled into his face. Her breath still reeking of chocolate and oranges.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:36 pm
The smirk stayed, apparently having set up residence there for a while. But his tone turned fleetingly icy. "Well obviously its me or you wouldn't be running the risk of stretching my favourite ******** shirt"
Seizing her hands, he made to try and pry them off it.
"You gonna clarify?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:45 pm
She refused to relinquish his shirt. Refused. Her knuckles turned snow white as her grip tightened.
"You really so stupid you don't realize what you've done?"
She set her jaw, "Tell you what. Let's play a game; open your phone, check twitter, scan your history, I'll let go as soon as you realize where the ******** you went wrong. M'kay?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:51 pm
Initially he retained his smug self satisfaction and arrogance but all of that drained away as she would not let go of the shirt. His expression froze, carefully blank as his pulse raced, fight or flight. He didn't even know if she realised how much he valued the damn thing, she might tear it on principle. He couldn't let her know. His voice was tactically cool and without a trace of his usual teasing.
"I can't open my phone while you have hold of me." he kept his hands on hers, insistently, pleadingly trying to gently coax her grip off of it.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 6:58 pm
"Your hands are perfectly capable." she narrowed her eyes, "I can wait all night."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:00 pm
He made a throaty little sound of panic as she wouldn't let go, but fished out his phone, holding it aloft as he tried to get to twitter and fumbled his way through it.
"I was eh.. I was ******** drunk and I saaaaid... err.. I made fun of you being bi?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:07 pm
"You outed me William. You outed me in front of everyone." she snarled.
"How would you feel if I went on there and told everyone about you and me? In that mocking black text you can't erase. Where even your boyfriends could see?"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:11 pm
He stared blankly at the phone, looking more than a little baffled before incredulously stating. "I outed you? Like anyone believes that anyway. And hell, no one gives a s**t about women liking women, they just think its ******** friends and whatever. Women aren't important to like people and s**t man."
He didn't really understand what he was being accused of. "And no man! Don't like.. don't do that. That'd just complicate s**t man. I was drunk."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:14 pm
Rin shook Rep wildly by the hold she had on his shirt, "I DEMAND RETRIBUTION WILLIAM!"
His excuses weren't about to fly. Frankly, all she really wanted was an honest apology... but this is Rep, that's not going to happen.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:16 pm
He outright yelped as she shook him, going weak and unresistant in her grip.
"Please man. Not the shirt. You can do whatever, kick my a**, I don't care. Just please."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:17 pm
"Then say something for yourself that doesn't sound like some piss-poor excuse!"
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:19 pm
"What can I even say man? I don't even know what your problem is. I told you I was drunk, I wasn't ******** thinking, it wasn't intentional. I don't mean to say a lot of ******** things but they happen."
"I'm sorry right just please ******** let go of my shirt, its actually important."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2012 7:26 pm
That was as close as it got with him... and honestly? She was amazed she even got that much and promptly released his shirt. The withering look she gave him however remained.
"I really don't understand it William. I thought you were my friend."
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
Reply
