“Fuck that, we’re both not going to go to bed anyway.” Once he protested, her eyes rolled. While Megan may come off quite intimidating, she was anything but violent. In fact, she was all talk really, and was against any sort of brutality. Her lips pursed. “Hm, yeah, I think you’re an inch or two shorter than Steven,” she commented.
Just as Reed, Megan never saw herself as attractive. Although she certainly didn’t deem herself butt ugly, the way she looked had never really crossed her mind too much. Her fingers combed over her hair. “Reed, do you want to go out, or not? Really, I wouldn’t cry myself to bed if you said no or whatever,” she told him with an arched brow.