Dragon turned her upper body to strike at Bitch. As she moved, her back leg was close enough that some of the vapor was getting on me, slowly liquefying the foam. It was too slow to matter. Dragon had me.
That she does.
Of all the people to get caught by, you got caught by the sysadmin after tampering with her system. You’re fucked.
Her stainless steel jaws snapped for Bentley, but the dog was already slipping out the window. Bitch had dismounted and was running to one side, heading off in a different direction to exit at the far end of the window.
Bye, I guess. Fuck you.