[If there is anything Sheryl doesn't take kindly to, aside from insults, is obnoxious, entitled men who thinks ordering people around on a whim is kosher. Even a woman who can be bossy at times dislikes seeing the same trait she possesses on someone else.
And he can't even use that properly?? How pathetic. Clearly this idiot needs to be put in his place.
So instead of doing what he says, she slowly approaches him, a twisted smirk tugging at her lips that goes at odds with her otherwise serene expression. One of her hands slips inside her purse, reaching for something.]
Violent brute, you say? My, my, you really like to waste your oxygen with such lowly words, saying all that to a woman who's only trying to stand her ground. Really? Like you're one to talk about conceit when you're too ready to boss innocent people around like slaves.
[She chuckles, but it's not the usual friendly kind that she reserves for friends. Oh, no. This is the "I will ruin you, you pathetic waste disposal in human form" chortle. Her tone even matches that, sugar with a healthy dose of cyanide.]
Now be a good boy and apologize, then you can gain back all the charm you lost. ['If you had any to begin with!'] Okay~?
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[If there is anything Sheryl doesn't take kindly to, aside from insults, is obnoxious, entitled men who thinks ordering people around on a whim is kosher. Even a woman who can be bossy at times dislikes seeing the same trait she possesses on someone else.
And he can't even use that properly?? How pathetic. Clearly this idiot needs to be put in his place.
So instead of doing what he says, she slowly approaches him, a twisted smirk tugging at her lips that goes at odds with her otherwise serene expression. One of her hands slips inside her purse, reaching for something.]
Violent brute, you say? My, my, you really like to waste your oxygen with such lowly words, saying all that to a woman who's only trying to stand her ground. Really? Like you're one to talk about conceit when you're too ready to boss innocent people around like slaves.
[She chuckles, but it's not the usual friendly kind that she reserves for friends. Oh, no. This is the "I will ruin you, you pathetic waste disposal in human form" chortle. Her tone even matches that, sugar with a healthy dose of cyanide.]
Now be a good boy and apologize, then you can gain back all the charm you lost. ['If you had any to begin with!'] Okay~?