× Trix ×
“The woods, huh? You’re joking, right?”
She shrugs, casual as anything, like she’s completely forgotten what happened.
“What? Don’t tell me you’re scared.”
“I’m not scared. I just... don’t think it’s a good idea. Last time, remember? You got hurt.”
Her lips twist into a smirk, and I know that look. Oh, I do. She’s about to challenge me, and there’s no backing down once she’s started.
“Yeah, but last time was different. I was different. I’ve got a handle on things now. I’ll be fine.”
I hiss, shaking my head. “Fine? You almost got killed, Dix. This isn’t a joke.”
“Oh come on, Trix. Are you really gonna be this dramatic? It wasn’t that bad.”
“Wasn’t that bad?” I repeat, disbelief coloring my tone like... “Dix, you didn't talk or open your eyes for days, remember?”
“Okay,
