"It's all his fuckin' fault."
"Mhm."
You're not really sure if Kanaya is even listening to you at this point - considering the amount of times you've complained about Sollux and his overbearing douchey-ness, you can't really blame her if she's not - but then, most of her attention seems to be focused on the scarf your on-and-off kismesis so rudely ripped in near half, so you're not about to complain if she isn't. You're still going to bitch about the prick, though; even if she isn't listening, it'll let you burn off some much-needed steam all the same.
"He's an asshole. He's not even an attractive asshole." Lies; he's one of the most attractive assholes you know, but you're not about to admit that to anyone. You're sure Kanaya knows otherwise, anyway. "He should be grateful I've ever even considered bein' in any of his fuckin' quadrants." Kanaya scoffs quietly from her place between your legs, her not-so-subtle way of letting you know that you must be delusio
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