She keeps giving him a slightly baffled look; she can't help it. They've never had English together, but she's never gotten the impression that Chris is much of a writer. He's not nearly enough of a nerd to pull it off, and how the fuck would he know about headbutting?
"They do say that," she agrees, one brow lifting beneath her messy bangs as Chris shrugs again and continues to explain.
The snort she lets out when she learns about his brawling history couldn't possibly be contained, and she's just lucky that she didn't have a lungful of smoke or she'd be choking in a highly embarrassing manner. She's supposed to be a consummate professional when it comes to this shit.
"Good for you, sunshine," she murmurs, holding out a hand for a low-five. "Did Carver have to apologize to you too?"
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Date: 2024-01-31 02:46 am (UTC)"They do say that," she agrees, one brow lifting beneath her messy bangs as Chris shrugs again and continues to explain.
The snort she lets out when she learns about his brawling history couldn't possibly be contained, and she's just lucky that she didn't have a lungful of smoke or she'd be choking in a highly embarrassing manner. She's supposed to be a consummate professional when it comes to this shit.
"Good for you, sunshine," she murmurs, holding out a hand for a low-five. "Did Carver have to apologize to you too?"