[Anise's fingers clench tightly into fists, her nails digging into the palm of her hand despite the gloves. Stupid. Stupid. Of course he would bring that up... Why had she even thought that maybe he wouldn't...
Screw him. She's not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her upset - not this time. She takes a deep breath to steady herself.]
If you thought my footsteps were a racket you probably need to get your ears checked, Sync. I wasn't even stomping.
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Screw him. She's not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her upset - not this time. She takes a deep breath to steady herself.]
If you thought my footsteps were a racket you probably need to get your ears checked, Sync. I wasn't even stomping.