"Come here," she sighed, putting her book down to look at him. He seemed wary and scooted to the other side of the couch they were sitting on.
"No," he replied in the best sassy voice he could muster all the while shaking with barely veiled rage, "besides, how are you feeling?" She rolled her eyes, gesturing with her right hand to point at her left's.
"Like you broke all my fingers," she hissed, showing him the swollen, multi-coloured joints, "but it's fine; just come here." The boy bared his teeth at her although it did little except build the animosity circling in the air.
"Better your fingers than your face," he muttered, "but no, I'm not going over to you." The girl snarled at her, her eyes narrowing to slits.
"Why not!" she stated indignantly, "you pretty much broke me and now you won't even come over here?" The boy shook his head.
"No, because I think you're going to hit me."
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as always, my loves, feel free to use this prompt and don't forget to credit us! as always, genders may be reversed if you so choose. happy writings! x
love, cinder ♡
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