Pissing off a Juggernaut

Well... That was definitely something Sabrina didn’t see coming. She knew she could piss people off, it was a gift and a curse, but she never saw someone look like that. This chick looked like she had literally lost her self-respect or something close to that. All she did was kiss her... Christ, she could name about a dozen other chicks who suffered worse and managed to keep that crap down, but this one did NOT! If Sabrina was even insulted by the spit take this chick pulled, she also didn’t show it and instead gave the girl a simple stare. Shaking her head left and right, she crossed her arms and glared slightly.

”Wanna talk about issues? Don’t pull that shit again or I’m gonna decide to beat the ever living shit out of you, alright? You lookin’ to fuck me up or kill me?” Sabrina scoffed and watched as Cicilia took the walk of shame out the gym. Eventually though, she managed to slouch and take a seat upon a bench.

Even though she should have given not a single shit, that was just... It was sad. The Rabid Dog sighed and wiped at the cut made across her left cheek from a stray fist, hissing slightly. She had a feeling that they were going to meet again, and that the meeting wouldn’t even involve words.

Maybe she would find a way to make things up, or maybe not, but Sabrina wasn’t going to bother. That woman didn’t wanna talk and she sure as hell didn’t wanna speak to her of all people, so with a sigh, she packed up whatever she had and headed on out back onto the streets...

Another day of hell yet again.