#speak ; nayul

[bdrmhymnz]

i get myself half-killed for you and you reward me by stealing my assignments. - from Kang to whoever you feel at the moment.

" i didn't ask you to do anything, dummy. " nayul looked royally pissed off by this accusation, like somehow she was the one wronged in this situation. the whining tone contrasted almost comically with the way she was pressed up against a wall, still filled with adrenaline from- whatever the fuck just happened. " i don't even know what you would consider an assignment ... i just did what i thought i had to. " typical nayul, shifting the guilt and victimising herself as much as possible. maybe she'd cost him something big just then but she really had no clue. or she didn't care. probably the latter. the camera she'd used to crack the random guy on the back of the head was still laying by her feet. it did have blood on it but he probably wasn't dead ... probably. fucks sake, she was just trying to do her job and scrape together content for her blog and of course now she was going to have to get a new camera.