Teaching her a lesson
When she didn't respond, I clarified, "Your books? Tabitha, you have the list. What are we owed?"
As Tabitha, who I only now saw was openly glaring at the newcomer, skimmed the papers in her clipboard, Taylor worked in a response. "So it's 'we' now, huh. You and Flatty Tabby?"
"That doesn't even rhyme," retorted Tabitha coolly, not even looking up. "For a girl whose name rhymes with 'nail her,' 'whaler,' impale her,' is damn close to 'failure'... that might not be a fight you want to start." She tapped her lip, suddenly looking up with eyes sparkling. "Oh, if we went full name, we could go for Inhale Your Sperm. Reaching, maybe, but better than Flatty Tabby."
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