"What part of 'it ain't about winning or losing' did you miss, bro?" Grimmjow asked, throwing his head back against the chair again.
He straightened up again fast though though, and looked at him again with a grin on his face. As far as he was concerned, Yylfordt wasn't fooling anyone.
"And that's bullshit anyway," he said, pointing at him and then flipping him off. "You'd have gone there ages ago if you weren't scared of her and maybe you wouldn't be scared of her if you didn't keep pissing her off so much. I swear, you do it on fucking purpose."
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Date: 2016-01-28 10:50 pm (UTC)He straightened up again fast though though, and looked at him again with a grin on his face. As far as he was concerned, Yylfordt wasn't fooling anyone.
"And that's bullshit anyway," he said, pointing at him and then flipping him off. "You'd have gone there ages ago if you weren't scared of her and maybe you wouldn't be scared of her if you didn't keep pissing her off so much. I swear, you do it on fucking purpose."