hubrice.
   â  a - ava,  are you â  â  thick brows reach to his hairline,  the edges of his lips fighting âtwixt a smile and an open - mouthed O.  suppressed chuckles claw past his throat  (  in MOCKERY  ).   â  are you t - trying to pick a fight w - with me ?  iâm t - t - TWICE your size !  â
   thin lips flatten , muted magma patching across her face. shoulders press beneath ears , narrowed features FAR from intimidating ------ on HER , at least. hairâs gone bright with the glowing heat.
   â iâm not --- !! ------ & youâre TOO tall , you know !!! â












