You kept strike, strike, striking that guitar, persistently. While she kept yap, yap, yapping at you, insistently. Heavily sighing, you put your guitar down, rubbed your temples and gave her and ominous look.
- We need to talk. After that, you need to shut up.
- We need to talk. After that, you need to shut up.
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