She hits the ground but lets herself roll with the impact, bleeding the inertia off across several feet.
She's not as quick to get to her feet as she could be, though, something's bruised at the very least, and she spits out a mouthful of blood from where her teeth hit the inside of her cheek when she hit the floor.
And all she can do is start laughing. It's really not hard to picture her in the locked wards and "therapeutic group homes" she spent half her teenage years in.
"Say whatever you want about me Bobo" because she's already said it all to herself. She doubts there are any barbs he can dig into her that way that she hasn't tortured herself with and tried to drink or fuck or run away from.
"I shot the man who hurt my sisters. You sat down to deal with him. Which one of us was supposed to be protecting them, again? Because a scared 14-year-old girl did more for Waverly with a misplaced shot than you ever did."
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She's not as quick to get to her feet as she could be, though, something's bruised at the very least, and she spits out a mouthful of blood from where her teeth hit the inside of her cheek when she hit the floor.
And all she can do is start laughing. It's really not hard to picture her in the locked wards and "therapeutic group homes" she spent half her teenage years in.
"Say whatever you want about me Bobo" because she's already said it all to herself. She doubts there are any barbs he can dig into her that way that she hasn't tortured herself with and tried to drink or fuck or run away from.
"I shot the man who hurt my sisters. You sat down to deal with him. Which one of us was supposed to be protecting them, again? Because a scared 14-year-old girl did more for Waverly with a misplaced shot than you ever did."