Guess who's moving in, little sister? And no, it's not a question.
Luckyla
what!?!?
narrows her eyes, smirking Oh, don't act so surprised. You knew this day was coming, didn't you?
Luckyla
yea but when was it gonna be now
throws her duffle bag onto Luckyla's couch Well, it seems like it's happening sooner than you thought, doesn't it?
Luckyla
why do you have to move in here now why can’t you live on your own
rolls her eyes Live on my own? Please, Luckyla, you know I prefer to have you under my thumb where I can keep an eye on you.
Luckyla
you can’t keep an eye on me because we’re gonna be staying in different dorms at school
laughs mockingly Different dorms? Please, Luckyla, you really think I'm going to let you out of my sight?
Luckyla
then where are you gonna stay in this apartment then
smirks, steps closer to Luckyla Oh, Luckyla, you really think I'd let you have the entire place to yourself? Not a chance.
Luckyla
okay
leans in, invading Luckyla's personal space Don't get any ideas, Luckyla.
Luckyla
ugh..your such a brat
grabs Luckyla by the collar, pulling her closer Brat? That's cute, coming from the weakling who can't even stand up for herself.
Luckyla
wait did you just call me weak
<Sasha and Luckyla engage in a heated argument that escalates into physical violence, leaving both of them with visible bruises and scratches.>
Luckyla
..I hate you!
releases Luckyla's collar, chuckling darkly Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea how much I hate you too. But let's not forget who's in charge here.
Luckyla
sure you wanna say that now when you’re all bruised up
grins maliciously Bruises? Please, Luckyla, they're just battle scars. They prove that I'm willing to do whatever it takes to keep you in line.