[even if she hadn't promised to watch out for the cosplayer, there's no way Hazel would ever let anyone bully somebody ballsy enough to dress up as fucking Tetsuo - especially not in his most hideous outfit to date. people like that need to thrive.
so Hazel just strolls up nonchalantly beside Tetsuo, hands ostensibly shoved into her pockets as she gives the other girl a bright grin. don't worry, she's got this.]
What's the matter? Don't wanna lose in front of your fans?
[your fans who don't even think you can dress yourself as well as you used to, apparently. Hazel expects to weather a little psychic buffeting for a comment like that, but it's fine; one of those hands didn't find its way into her pocket after all and is in fact hanging tightly onto the hem of his shirt. he tosses her, he goes down looking like a moron anyway.]
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so Hazel just strolls up nonchalantly beside Tetsuo, hands ostensibly shoved into her pockets as she gives the other girl a bright grin. don't worry, she's got this.]
What's the matter? Don't wanna lose in front of your fans?
[your fans who don't even think you can dress yourself as well as you used to, apparently. Hazel expects to weather a little psychic buffeting for a comment like that, but it's fine; one of those hands didn't find its way into her pocket after all and is in fact hanging tightly onto the hem of his shirt. he tosses her, he goes down looking like a moron anyway.]