[ He's actually pretty... muscular? She wasn't sure why she hadn't expected that. She squints and then takes a step through the door, starting to encroach on "his" space, as if she has every right to be there (well, she does, but she's trying to make a statement). ]
Why do boys always think it's about fighting?
[ Then again, she'd thought sort of along the same lines not so long ago. Although in that case it'd been less head-to-head combat and more competition to be the best on the team. ]
Is that all you can do?
[ That hurt is still there, gnawing at her heart. ]
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Why do boys always think it's about fighting?
[ Then again, she'd thought sort of along the same lines not so long ago. Although in that case it'd been less head-to-head combat and more competition to be the best on the team. ]
Is that all you can do?
[ That hurt is still there, gnawing at her heart. ]