.
Unfortunately, I wasn't able to dodge this one. She played smarter this time and sent it straight for my legs.
Even worse, the carton was only half-empty, so some of the liquid spilled onto my uniform.
"Would it kill you to stop throwing things at me?"
"Would it kill you to stop saying nonsense then?"
I aggressively patted down the stained parts of my trousers as I replied.
"What do you mean, nonsense? Isn't it typical for third-rates to have crushes on the big bad?"
Her hand moved threateningly towards another bottle. I intercepted it by throwing in the towel preemptively.
"Alright, hands off the cartons. Let's talk this out, okay?"
Song paused, glancing between the carton and me, before withdrawing her hands with a snort. I let out a small sigh of relief, then spoke carefully.
"Good. Now, mind telling me why you're so mad?"
