Lowering her hands into her lap now, she looks at him. She raises a brow.

❝ And what makes you say that? ❞

She growls softly, a gloved hand pinching the bridge of her nose. This was going to be a long night.

❝ Why are you even here? Don't you have anyone else to pester besides me? ❞

She's rolling her eyes, sitting herself up before crossing her arms. This sort of thing wasn't new, but boy did it piss her off every time.

❝ Obviously not, considering you broke into my place. /Again/! ❞

<- Eventually taking notice of a familiar looking outline on the other side of her room, she scoffs.

❝ Un-fucking-believable. ❞

Why must he vex her so?