She heard his footfalls halfway down the hall, her fists clenched at her sides, and didn't even bother glancing at him. She was still shaking, and she wanted more than anything to kill that stupid bitch. "She's just trying to manipulate you, you know," she snapped angrily, her voice wavering. "She doesn't care about you. You're nothing but a project and a lapdog to her."
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Date: 2010-01-06 09:46 pm (UTC)