This kid was just begging to be punched. Or maybe that was just Charlie - his attitude was completely irritating, though it did remind her of someone, she just couldn't put her finger on who.
"I just had tah think for a little bit, I mean, yah fuckin' dropped in on me and then dumped all this other crap on me in one evenin', I think I had the right to be a little upset," she growled in return, completely missing Elias' cool observance from the kitchen. Her hands clenched into fists, though she had no immediate plan to bring them into action. Closing her eyes, she took in a deep breath as she struggled to continue to remain calm, crossing her arms over her chest loosely.
"I didn' come tah fight, all right? An' no, yah don't need my permission, but I was thinkin' that it'd be better if we jus' put this behind us, instead'a avoidin' each other. I know I wanna be able to relax when I get home from work, an' not worry about bein' fuckin' ambushed by some squirt who thinks he knows it all," she continued, unable to keep the swearing or remarks under wraps. She wasn't perfect, but she was trying!