"It would help," Jubilee drawled while arranging her pieces of paper haphazardly into a pile, "if you weren't so smug about it. Because karma works in funny ways, you know, and it'll come back to bite you in the ass eventually."
Today's pages, like all the other doodles in the history of her and Shiro's little doodle wars, were probably going to be tossed into her room somewhere, and lost forever, until one day there was probably going to be a fire at her flat and all this paper would contribute to the building burning down.
She really needed to hire a cleaner for her apartment.
This talk of dinner reminded her of the discarded tea, so Jubilee took a gulp, even though it was cold. "I've got a stomach full of marshmallows, Pringles and cold chai. Of course I feel up to dinner." On days like these, she really loved her stomach of steel.