Slim watched as Jenny and Sera argued. Jenny was sitting down, a bloody bandage wrapped around her stomach. Sera paced in front of her, arms flailing wildly as she shouted. Slim didn't even have to hear the words to know Sera was probably pissed that Jenny had gotten hurt. Again. These days, Jenny was playing it reckless. And this time she almost hadn't recovered.
"Stupid! You're so friggin stupid! You think you're invincible or what? Shite, Jenny."
Jenny grimaced and clutched her side. "You'd yell like this at an injured woman? Some lover you are," she teased.
Sera narrowed her eyes. "Yer gonna get yerself killed! What the frig is wrong with you? Stupid, you can't be this stupid. That'd just be stupid, because then I'd be stupid for liking your stupidness." She stopped and stared at Jenny's bandaged midsection. "Stupid," she muttered
Jenny laughed and then grimaced as the muscles in her side clenched. "Shite, chicken. You're cute when you rant, but can we save this for later?" She looked up at Sera, eyes wide and pleading, lips pursed in a fake pout.
Sera sighed and crossed her arms. "Just, be more careful, yeah? Go on, rest now, dummy."
