Beggars can't be choosers. [ she pops the can open and sits back down. ] You think it's any coincidence the worst stuff for you happens to be the cheapest, too?
[ Yin flexes her metal arm. prosthetic or not, there's no missing the fact what's left of her arm is buff as hell. which normally wouldn't make sense... ] Plenty of good ways to burn off the excess.
Maybe. If you can't figure out on your own, someone's gotta have "the talk" with you eventually. [ said complete with air quotes. hey it's kinda nice to be able to do that again! ]
Excuse you, my skin is porcelain white and it's a conscious decision to have it that way. Besides, this way I can keep my skin soft and smooth without the sun ruining it.
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[ Yin flexes her metal arm. prosthetic or not, there's no missing the fact what's left of her arm is buff as hell. which normally wouldn't make sense... ] Plenty of good ways to burn off the excess.
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[Do the doctors hate you?]
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Secret from you, maybe. [ there is the trademark grin of implied nastiness. ]
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[She shakes her head, a bit disgusted by her forwardness, but more frustrated at her assumption.]
I know plenty about that, Yin. I did have a girlfriend.
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What? Too much of a genius to tell me what I don't know?
[She takes another long drag of her vape. Fuck, it's hard to stay mad on this stuff.]
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[ she's so tactful. ]
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she just took a deep pull from her vape then put it down. ] ... yeah, fuck you.
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