[Her shoulders tense as her leer deepens and her hands come up as a sort of cover; one of her foot shifts in preparation, though whether it's to run or actually stand her ground is unclear. Yet, there's a strange glint in her eye...
This guy, this rude and improper delinquent. Does he mean to pick a fight? He can't be serious, can he?? She didn't even do anything wrong?!]
fiiiiiine, eating those chalky ancient bricks of ruin it is then 😔
This guy, this rude and improper delinquent. Does he mean to pick a fight? He can't be serious, can he?? She didn't even do anything wrong?!]
...you wouldn't dare.
[God, she really hates violent guys so much!!]