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"Grump." She muttered under her breath, eyes glaring at me. One perfectly manicured hand reaching out to shove my chest back.
A small smile ghosts my lips, I take a step closer. "Brat."
"Asshole." She shoots off, this time going toe to toe with me, breath fanning my face.
"Fucking princess." A smirk spreads across my face, unable to keep serious. "Quit playing your games, Mallory."
"Stop fighting and play along, Tommy."
(plotting a comeback rn x)