Female Reader X Female Characters

Sasha Braus

Fuck everyone and everything. I'm sobbing.
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"Not in the mood to celebrate?" You spoke, moving to stand next to the woman, behind the small crowd.

"I am, just taking a breather."

"Yeah? Connie and Jean can be irritating sometimes, I get it." You joked, earning two sets of glares from in front of you.

"Coming from you, that's hilarious." She grinned, her arm slung over your shoulders.

"What's that supposed to mean!?"

"Don't be offended! I'm only telling the truth."

"You're an ass."

"I'm a hot piece of ass!" The crowd cheered, all agreeing with the woman's outburst. You moved, blocking your acquaintances and friends from getting a view of Sasha.

"Keep your lazy eyes to yourselves! I'm looking at you one eye!"

"It was a disguise!"
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"Hey! Keep your tongues in your own mouths!" Connie teased, pushing to sit in between you and Sasha. Jean trailed behind the man, and was forcefully seated in front of him.

"You're gross."

"Yeah, like I'd ever kiss Y/N."

"You're too busy stuffing your mouth all the time anyway!"

"You're too busy doing whatever you do anyway!"

"What?" Both men murmured, exchanging confused glances.

"I've been catching you staring at me since initiation! Do you really not know what I do all day!?"

"I do!...Well-"

"Unbelievable!"

"Unbelievable!? I don't monitor you all day everyday, Y/N!"

"Well-"

"Shut up, Connie!"
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You and Sasha glared at eachother, your across the room gazes separating the crowd. All of them watched, growing more tense the longer the fight went on. Jean stood by your side, and Connie by Sasha's, both men attempting to persuade you two into apologizing.

"Why are you idiots even fighting?" Jean spoke, glaring down at you.

"Why!? Why!? What do you mean why!? She literally...um..You were there, you know what she did." You huffed, your held high. Across the room, Connie and Sasha sat, staring at you and Jean.

"You gonna tell me what she did? Or am I gonna have to ask a multitude of questions until you tell me?"

"She yelled at me."

"Wow, let's throw her off the aircraft." He deadpanned, his eyes droopy from the lack of sleep.

"Shut up."

"You know, this whole I'm gonna bully Y/N as a form of flirtation thing isn't working out for you." The woman gawked, sputtering nonsense at the man. "You sound like a rat choking on a piece of bread. Shut up."
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"Sorry."

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"..."

"Sorry." You muttered, huffing like an angry child. Sasha gasped, a mixture of annoyance, shock, and anger in it. You let out a loud grunt when the woman tackled you, as if you held the last piece of meat or bread.

"We did a good thing, Jean."

"We did."

Fucking hate small children who wield shotguns.