"You're wrong." Anye's tone wasn't harsh or argumentative, it was a soft and simple statement of fact. "I've been trying to show you that since we were four years old. You're such a slow learner. A lesser teacher would have given up on you by now." She was smirking again, not that he could see that, but maybe he could hear it in her voice.
The idiot went on lecturing her, and Anye rolled her eyes at him throwing her own word back at her. "Well, it would be really useful to me if you'd stop being so stupid. So snap to, huh?" They turned on to her street, lights bouncing off the water in the distance. Anye loved the city at night, and had been happy to take a place in Red Hook if it meant she could live on the pier. The neighborhood was rough but full of character. It was no wonder she liked it so much. "I'll also be happy to be back in air conditioning, but that's a much more minor sort of happiness." The natural redhead had never done well in heat or humidity, as evident by her child and teen years as a walking frizz monster. She was far too old to identify so very deeply with Hermione Granger. Incidentally, Hermione had also sort of been in love with her idiot best friend.