Loki watched in interest as Julia began cutting blue and white pieces of construction paper into the shape of snowflakes.
She still muttered angrily as she worked.
"…I'm surrounded by freaks…I swear, this place is so weird that the cockroaches have moved next door..." She growled under her breath.
"Who exactly are you referring to as freaks?" Loki asked, slightly offended.
"I'm kinda busy right now. Can I ignore you some other time?" Julia hissed.
"Whatever it is that is eating you, it must be suffering horribly." Loki said, raising an eyebrow at Julia.
"Don't p!$$ me off!" Julia snapped. "I'm running out of places to hide bodies..."
She picked up a case that contained an assortment of small tubes of glitter. As she inspected the case of glitter, Loki couldn't help but be amused at how serious she looked while she was trying to decide which to use.
"Don't let your mind wander;" Loki teased, "it is far too small to be let out on its own."
"Don't you realize that there are enough people to hate in the world already without you putting in so much effort to give me another!?"
Loki smirked. He was starting to wonder how far he could push her before she went over the edge.
"Do you want me to accept you as you are, or do you want me to lie to myself and try to like you?" Loki asked.
"I would have liked to insult you right there, but the sad truth is that you wouldn't understand me." Julia replied.
"I'm impressed; I've never met such a small mind inside such a large head before."
"Well, I've come across rotting bodies that are less offensive than you are!"
"Pardon me, but you are obviously mistaking me for someone who gives a d mn."
"What's wrong, don't you get any attention back home?" Julia growled as she angrily began taping some of her completed snowflakes onto the window.
Loki smirked.
It. Was. On.