[Almost angrily, she curls her hands over his shoulders, eventually fisting them into his shirt, and kisses back with bruising force, hoping to at least hold him there for long enough to get that twisted form of revenge. It's petty, but he deserves it for that remark.]
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[Almost angrily, she curls her hands over his shoulders, eventually fisting them into his shirt, and kisses back with bruising force, hoping to at least hold him there for long enough to get that twisted form of revenge. It's petty, but he deserves it for that remark.]