[that's what gets her to push off, to take a step closer to him. her arms stay at her sides and her hands stay open; she's not far back enough into old habits to start throwing punches again. not yet.]
My family wants me dead, dude. [her hand comes up to push her hair out of her face so she can get both eyes on him, even if it doesn't change how much of him she sees. her jaw is hanging slightly open, showing top and bottom teeth in an expression that almost takes her by surprise herself, anger and incredulity fighting for dominance.]
If I actually did drink myself to death, my dad would celebrate one less dyke in the world. [she gives it time to sink in and to let herself breathe a few times, and once that initial burst is out of her system she shifts her weight backwards.] So good work not making this a competition. I already knew you were gonna win. That was my goddamn point.
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My family wants me dead, dude. [her hand comes up to push her hair out of her face so she can get both eyes on him, even if it doesn't change how much of him she sees. her jaw is hanging slightly open, showing top and bottom teeth in an expression that almost takes her by surprise herself, anger and incredulity fighting for dominance.]
If I actually did drink myself to death, my dad would celebrate one less dyke in the world. [she gives it time to sink in and to let herself breathe a few times, and once that initial burst is out of her system she shifts her weight backwards.] So good work not making this a competition. I already knew you were gonna win. That was my goddamn point.