Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? Ash took a couple steps back. Or she was shoved. Whatever. It wasn't a very good shove, especially since Ash had such good balance. She didn't fall over. Lucky she was in a good mood, else she would have gotten in a *physical altercation* with this small child named Emmerson. She gave the girl a quizzical look. "I stole your man? Who is that? I don't need to steal your man. I have my own..." She took a deep breath, in order to calm down. "I'm single... look. Are you having a hard time right now? Because if you are, I can totally ignore the fact that you just attempted to hurt me. We all have hard days, y'know. But do you actually want to punch me? Because I do not know what I did." She managed to say all of that with a straight face, despite the fact that this was a ridiculous conversation. Ashley Fox... stealing someone's man? Impossible. Who wanted to date a scarred child who went to boarding school and set things on fire? Only 1 muggle. And no wizards. "Is your man a wizard? Because in that case, I definitely did not steal him." Maybe Emmerson was just hangry. Ashley Fox was now very confused. |