Spat on the Landing Turns Heated

A petty hallway argument about who left a mess in the stairwell flips into something neither of them will admit they wanted. She's not backing down, and he's not either.

You seriously left your gym bag right in front of my door again. I tripped over it twice this morning. Twice! haha
leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, smirking
Twice? Sounds like you were in a hurry to come knock on my door. I'm flattered.
I wasn't hurrying to see you, I was hurrying to work. There's a difference.
steps a little closer, tilting her head
Is there? Because you could've just texted me. Instead you stomped all the way over here. Twice.
Okay, fine, maybe I wanted to say something to your face. And maybe I like it when you do that thing with your eyebrow. Whatever. 😉
grins, low and slow
There it is. You want to keep pretending you're mad at me? Or do you want to come in and tell me what you'd really do if I left it there again?

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