“Well aren’t you the literal one?” She quipped in response. Like hell she knew what piss tasted like but it smelt horrendous which she imagined was what rancid urine smelt like after a few days in the hot sun. “Most people know better than to mess with live wires these days. I imagine that it means you have a general idea of what you’re doing if you’re playing with them.”
The simple answer made her roll her eyes. Wow he was just full of information. “Well that’s more than slightly obvious. What’s the point?” She didn’t normally ask when information wasn’t freely given but he was snippy and snippy people were fun in a way. Yes she was one of those horrible people that enjoyed bothering those already bothered. If anything the wire twister should just be thankful that they weren’t related she could be so much worse than this. “Are you really so easily distracted that it’s a legitimate concern? That doesn’t say much of your ability to multitask.” She picked at her jeans as she spoke they were dirty, it didn’t matter how often she “washed” them they were always dirty. In her head she tried to catalog how she got each stain on the fabric while she waited for him to come up with another quip.