In honor of yesterday's confusing anon, can we have the first time Shannon "language!"ed Mary in the tmtl-verse?
The midday sun burns hot across Mary's scalp, and she presses her face into the mat with a groan. She pulls her knees under herself, balls up her fists and shoves upright, struggles to her feet. Shannon watches her with a lazy smirk, then raises her hands in front of her again and curls two fingers, beckoning Mary towards her.
"Jerk," Mary groans, but she's quickly learned just how incapable she is of ignoring any request from Shannon, no matter how much of a fucking dick move it is. She wipes her mouth on her sleeve, navy fabric going black with the blood from her split lip, glares up at that stupid grin.
"Coward," Shannon retorts, eyes sparkling. "Come on, Mary, let's have another go."
"More like you should go to hell."
"Language!" Shannon hisses, darting a glance back over her shoulder.
Mary furrows her brows, a headache growing that has nothing to do with her smarting mouth. "What?"
"Suzanne won't hesitate to make you pray a hundred Hail Marys if she catches you talking like that."
"Oh, fuck that," Mary groans, spitting a mouthful of blood out in disgust. "I got my fill of those at boarding school." She eyes Shannon thoughtfully, pumps her eyebrows up and down. "What'd you say, Shan? Did you tell her to choke on a dick when she was being a twenty-four-seven bitch last week?"
"No." Shannon tries to affect an aloof tone, but the corner of her mouth jumps towards a smile. "She was getting on me about coming to training tired and I said I hadn't gotten much sleep because I'd been too busy fucking her mom the night before."