Tabitha was growing bored and that was never a good thing. Her fingers tightened around the plasma forming in her palms, numerous small 'bombs' forming at her finger tips. " Hey quit the PDA." The blonde tossed the harmless devices in the vacinity of the two, feigning a pout on her ruby lips. How come she never got the guy to fall on her? Was it the bombs? The potential danger of blowing up in bed? Nah.