[ Uh oh. Now he's done it. The point. The challenge. Can't just let that lie, now can she? Alarmingly, Mayou snags her bottle of bad decision juice, rocking to her feet so she can casually commit a Territorial Dispute by crossing into Lighter's pod. Worse, she drops onto the couch next to him. ]
Sunglasses indoors? Dead giveaway.
[ Calling his ass out while slinging an arm along the back of the couch like she owns the place, nbd nbd. ]
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Alarmingly, Mayou snags her bottle of bad decision juice, rocking to her feet so she can casually commit a Territorial Dispute by crossing into Lighter's pod. Worse, she drops onto the couch next to him. ]
Sunglasses indoors? Dead giveaway.
[ Calling his ass out while slinging an arm along the back of the couch like she owns the place, nbd nbd. ]