oh. oh, oh, o h. wow, that’s—-alright, it wasn’t exactly what he was expecting. and holy shit is she fired up. there’s a gleam of appreciation hiding somewhere in his soul, but he holds his hands out in surrender. while that touches his heart, he doesn’t wanna get her upset over this.
“hey—-hey, calm down, becks. don’t—-don’t worry about them, okay? a little bit of shit talking doesn’t hurt my feelings.”
—-much.
“It might not hurt your feelings but they’re still asshats for talkin’ like that!”
Rebecca let out a fiery huff, her eyes blazing sapphires as she wrapped her arms around Yosuke’s torso, clinging somewhat like a koala.
“I wanna give ‘em a good punch in the teeth. You’re a huge sweetie pie and they can just fous le camps. Maybe even mange de la merde too.”
Then she started muttering various things in French, huffing once in a while.
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