"And what if they do keep us in here for another, or two days, or a week just because they can?" Kiley asked Chase. "And you sit in here and starve to death because he's on a power wank." She was cold and starting to shiver a little now.
This whole situation was pretty fucking ridiculous. She looked back at Simms and arched a dark brow, trying to bite down the urge to hit him with the water bottle. It wouldn't do much damage but it would make her feel good. "I've never done you any favors because you've never asked me to," she pointed out.