Re: bards quicklog: marvel apartment
[Ezra was just about to suggest buying her all the junk food she wanted + pizza when she told him to not kill her. He wrapped his arms around her waist and started to SQUUUEEEZZZEEE as she choked out the fastlane of words.] NOT COOL. [Ezra tightened his hold on her even more and then lifted her to slam her into the bed (don't try this at home, kids). He stood up, head almost hitting the ceiling and he pointed down at her.] I'm never going to be nice to you again! GET DRESSED WE HAVE A SHOW TO GO TO TONIGHT. [Words all in caps, shouted and enunciated like an 80's wrestler trying very, very hard to remember his lines. Or Randy Orton.
He hopped off the bed and started towards the door, stopping in the threshold to turn and look at her. With a wag of his finger:] Super. Not. Cool. I hope someone calls your hair stupid. [Ezra rubbed his finger over the other in a shame on YOU motion and then left to get his stuff out of his dufflebag.]