Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-25127724-20140523182351/@comment-7637833-20140529044643

After slamming him against the wall a few more times, she stopped. Just like that, she quit manhandling him, and just stood there, her hands on his trench coat. Her hair fell over her eyes, obscuring them from view. Right now, she seemed like she had simmered down... but she might ignite again if something happened.