[When Lance appears at the door, the two words Clarissa had been ready to blurt straight out die in her mouth with a pathetic 'squeak' sound. She takes a small step back, opening her mouth and closing it immediately. What now?
Snapping into auto-pilot mode, she grits her teeth and makes a swift bee-line for the inside.]
Shut it, Lance! Now's not the time!
[Force will be applied to try and barge past if necessary. When stuck in a delicate situation, overreacting relying on acting like a bitch is Clarissa's go-to strategy. Goodness knows she needs it now.]
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Snapping into auto-pilot mode, she grits her teeth and makes a swift bee-line for the inside.]
Shut it, Lance! Now's not the time!
[Force will be applied to try and barge past if necessary. When stuck in a delicate situation, overreacting relying on acting like a bitch is Clarissa's go-to strategy. Goodness knows she needs it now.]