"I hate men."
A slender brow raised questionably, dinner fork lowering onto the plate. "You, do not."
"Yes, I do. They suck." Steak knife stabbing into the tender beef, machinations of writhing torture played upon the make-shift voodoo. Beady eyes glared menacingly for retribution.
"As I recall," came the voice smooth as silk. "You also hated ice-cream."
Tricked by confusion, her head popped up, momentarily forgetting her victim. "What? I love ice-cream! Where did you get that idea?"
Snickering, he drank from his glass. "Convocation."
"That was four years ago!" Kagome huffed, arms crossing indignantly. "I didn't mean it then."
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Words: 100
Posted: April 14, 2020
A/N: Today's my 30th birthday, and COVID-19's got everything on lockdown. And my husband made me so angry today that I yelled "I want a divorce!" So I'm sippin' wine while this chapter's dedicated to him.