Awesome post, Trickster !Lynn paled, her jaw dropping slightly at Coco's tirade. Suddenly it snapped closed with a sharp click and red flags rose up on either cheek. Knowingly or not, Coco had managed to mash her finger down on nearly every one of her remaining hot buttons. When she spoke, it was obvious that she was maintaining her temper by only the thinnest of margins.
"I wasn't aware that I needed your permission to do anything at all. I asked Morgan to join me in a Motley because she's my friend, because we are often together and because we share similar interests. And by the way, she has never said a bad word about you to me, so I have no idea what your problem is." She drew a deep breath and tried to loosen her jaw. "I did need your help. I asked you as a friend and a fellow courtier, but I certainly did not place any expectations on that and if you had any you failed to let me know. As for the rest. I found ways to succeed without borrowing money, a fact of which I am quite proud. Also, you're never around to talk to and while I've been in mourning for my dead husband for the past year or so and not interested in hooking up with anyone, if and when I do, I prefer men."
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