"Well, I'm guessing most people aren't universally hated by the other side," Cho pointed out. "And if there is one thing I am exceptionally good at it is making people hate me."
Cho didn't even need one hand to count the number of friends she had left in the world. She'd managed to drive them all away with her bitchiness, selfishness and love for self-destruction. But, no matter. Tinworth seemed to be made for people like her. People who didn't worry about what others thought. People who killed, fucked, and cheated their way through life. And, really, wasn't that who she was by now?
"Cho," she said with a smile. "Should I consider you the official Tinworth welcome party?"