My Enemy [BL]
"You’ve been going on about this for days. If Atlas’s bothering you that much, why not just... do something about it?"
Ainsley paused in her tracks, whipping her head around to stare at Brittany. "Do something?" she echoed, her tone sharp but also a bit intrigued.
Brittany smirked, her reflection shimmering with mischief in the mirror. "Exactly. You said it yourself—he’s getting awfully bold lately, talking back to you, acting like he belongs here." She shrugged, casually reapplying her lip gloss. "Maybe it’s time someone reminded him of his place. Because honestly, the way Atlas been acting..." Brittany’s smirk grew. "It’s kinda delusional."