( ⠀ a catch of wrist, ⠀ swing, ⠀ and pull; ⠀ and she’ll find herself collared with his arm, ⠀ back against his body. ⠀ pressure minimal but enough to headlock. ⠀) ⠀ i remember why you and chris got along so well. ⠀
i’ll repeat myself only once, ⠀ you stand no chance.
will you shut the hell u― ( and the smack silences her midway through. stumbling; a half-step taken back, but once again not enough to put her down. even the sting on her cheek doesn't progress to outright pain. )