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[fuckyou_chorus]

[so in amongst all the red stringed people going crazy, the vampiric adorable animals and whatever the hell Marcy is doing today, what is your character doing?]

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[burgercraving]

[shows up at Sophie-Anne's ... barn thing, after dusk]

[painintheneck]

[she's lying on her ~chaise lounge, her eyes closed]

What is it?

[burgercraving]

What was all that crap about self-control about?

[painintheneck]

Is there a problem?

[burgercraving]

We had an arrangement. You touch me but not Emily.

[painintheneck]

[she sits up]

Did we? I can't recall.

[burgercraving]

You could've fucking killed her!

[painintheneck]

She's fine.

[burgercraving]

¡Oye, tu como mierda puta! She didn't look okay, and as far as we're clear, this cool and edgy vampire shit doesn't work on me. I've already seen through your shit, and I know you're just as weak, lame, and vulnerable as all the other losers around here.

So you better step up and start explaining, before I show your sorry ass what people from Lima Heights do when we're pissed.

[painintheneck]

I don't need to explain myself to you, human.

[burgercraving]

Cute. You were all fucking over me like, just the other day.

[painintheneck]

Oh. Are you jealous?

[she is gripping the fabric of her dress pretty tightly and making an effort not to stand up and approach Santana]

[burgercraving]

I'm pretty sure I should be enough.

[painintheneck]

So, you're angry that I chose her instead of you?

[burgercraving]

You weren't supposed to touch her, you stupid hag!

[painintheneck]

[with that, she's up off the chaise and slamming Santana into the closest wall, hand around her throat, fangs out]

Don't ever talk to me like that. Who the fuck do you think you are?