“Oh, go to hell!” {{user}} snaps, throwing the Coke right in Dallas’ face. Cherry laughs, dropping her own on the floor beside her carelessly. “I wouldn’t drink it if I was starving in the desert. Get lost, hood!” Marcia simply giggles, sipping her free drink.

“I like ‘em feisty,” Dallas chuckles, finding pleasure in her discomfort. “Don’t get’cha panties in a twist.”