[Emily rolls her eyes and sighs heavily. This is the problem with goody-goodies. Sure, everybody likes them, but they tend to have a serious problem with telling people no.]
You need to toughen up before the world eats you alive.
[That is definitely not the response he's expecting, and something about it--the implication more than the words--on top of everything else going on just causes his already strained temper to snap; his eyes flash with anger, tone coldly calm.]
[Given she was actually feeling friendly affection for him just a second ago (which she will never admit, duh), she's not pissed at him for that. In fact, she's ... kind of proud. It's like watching a kid take their first shaky step or ride a bike without training wheels or some shit like that (she wouldn't know, she's not into the whole having babies thing).
So if he was expecting her to huff and walk away, what he gets instead is her smirking and giving a small hmph of a laugh.]
Not bad for a nerdbrain like you.
[And that's when she leaves, like she's dropping the mic and catwalking her way off a stage.]
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Date: 2016-05-15 09:38 pm (UTC)You need to toughen up before the world eats you alive.
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Date: 2016-05-15 09:48 pm (UTC)Yeah? Fine. How's this, then: fuck off, Em.
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Date: 2016-05-15 09:56 pm (UTC)So if he was expecting her to huff and walk away, what he gets instead is her smirking and giving a small hmph of a laugh.]
Not bad for a nerdbrain like you.
[And that's when she leaves, like she's dropping the mic and catwalking her way off a stage.]