( There's a difficult sort of balance she's trying to hold, here, because the arm that hooks around Sarah's gut is meant to be gentle. It's meant to tug her back rather than haul, in the same step as she's trying to hook about to kick some dickhead in the shin.
She gets his knee, and the sound is disgusting and lost in the scrape of chairlegs and yelling. ) Come on, Sarah. Get out the door, I'll handle this.
( And there goes a chair being thrown through the window. Fucking A. )
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( There's a difficult sort of balance she's trying to hold, here, because the arm that hooks around Sarah's gut is meant to be gentle. It's meant to tug her back rather than haul, in the same step as she's trying to hook about to kick some dickhead in the shin.
She gets his knee, and the sound is disgusting and lost in the scrape of chairlegs and yelling. ) Come on, Sarah. Get out the door, I'll handle this.
( And there goes a chair being thrown through the window. Fucking A. )