I needed her to go back to being all fire and razor sharp edges. I needed her to be as ready to hurl insults at me as I was when it came to her. This weird, vulnerable, emotional girl in front of me was hard to look at. I needed the one who spewed acid from her mouth relentlessly so I wouldn’t have to feel like such an asshole for stuffing her into the trunk of Seph when we left this horrible fucking city in the morning.
