[ Laura's stares down, listening, leaning on the table with folded knuckles, expression a not-quite neutral curl of her lip... ]
Jesus. Can you not at least have a normal fight?
[ she pulled the bed apart with her power? call it hypocritical, but Laura's sick to shit of super strength, de-bedding, her own bullshit power. if you're going to beat each other up, just beat each other up. fuck.
rounding the table, she dumps herself opposite him into the booth. ]
What's yours? She pulled the bed apart, what did you do?
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Jesus. Can you not at least have a normal fight?
[ she pulled the bed apart with her power? call it hypocritical, but Laura's sick to shit of super strength, de-bedding, her own bullshit power. if you're going to beat each other up, just beat each other up. fuck.
rounding the table, she dumps herself opposite him into the booth. ]
What's yours? She pulled the bed apart, what did you do?