[ she's in her own little world, dancing through the relatively small space with her mop. When she finally does a little twirl, she catches a glimpse of Peter and very nearly puts him in a phaselock on instinct.
As it is, she lets out a startled yelp, jumping back and nearly colliding with the table. ]
Fuck! Shit, Peter. You nearly gave me a heart attack!
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As it is, she lets out a startled yelp, jumping back and nearly colliding with the table. ]
Fuck! Shit, Peter. You nearly gave me a heart attack!