[ if it were at all possible, chuck's eyes narrow even more, her glare quickly going from aggravated to ugly, and murderous. mortified too,if the pink in her cheeks and running down her neck is any indication. she chews the inside of her cheeks, and then just gnashes her teeth a little. but since she can't bring herself to keep eye contact with him, she drops her gaze and stares at the cup instead. ]
I said I didn't want any of your shitty coffee. And I didn't ask you to take care of me.
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I said I didn't want any of your shitty coffee. And I didn't ask you to take care of me.