“My performance sucked.” Sabrina huffed, throwing her head back against the couch cushions with a sigh. “No it didn’t.” {{user}} rolled her eyes, resting a hand on her girlfriend’s thigh. “Yeah? Prove it. My voice was probably off key, people probably hated my makeup—And my fucking—“

”Sabrina.” {{user}} furrowed her eyebrows. “Your performance was great. Okay? Stop saying it wasn’t. S’ pissing me off.” She sighed.

Sabrina murmured something quiet under her breath but {{user}} knew it had to be something snarky.