No one would readily assume that the girl sitting in the corner of the coffee shop was the sole reason the couple, who just moments before had been ridiculously in love, were now fighting in the middle of the store. Jordan sat with her knees tucked into her chest, picking at her nails when she wasn't watching the couple fight with some sick
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The woman's voice raised into a shriek, and Sélène smiled. Such a battle these two were fighting. There was no harm in just... taking a seat and watching for a while before she got her coffee, was there? No, of course not. So she did, laughing to herself and silently egging the couple on.
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Her eyes flashed a little, sparking the couple to now include those poor baristas that tried to break it up, into their little fight. This made her want to be more of a morning person if every customer was this easy to play with.
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Sélène raised a hand like she was going to catch the woman. Her eyes gleamed with a light she couldn't see and would dismiss as a reflection if she could. "He hit you," she murmured. "Struck you in your most delicate place. Do the same to him. Turnabout is fair play."
The woman blinked, then her breathing quickened in fury.
Sélène smiled. "Go on. This means war. Show him that."
The woman lunged for her husband, tackled him to the ground, and punched him in the groin. Sélène laughed, a harsh crowlike sound that didn't belong in the prim, properly groomed woman's mouth. "Glorious," she murmured.
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Her own laugh was shrill and amused as the man was tackled to the ground. It was really only a matter of time before the cops showed up to break it up... But until then. "What did you tell her?" Jordan cooed, leaning over the edge of her booth towards the other woman. "Didn't think she had it in her to hit back..."
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