"Hey. What are you doing?" Was Brigit.... crying?
oh no.
Emily scowled tiredly as Brigit came over to the chair. "What? What is this?"
She doesn't stop the hug from happening, but continues to bitch into Brigit's shoulder. "No. Stop, Brigit. Get off. I'm still mad at you." She isn't actually trying to break the hug in any way. Under her arms, Brigit can feel Emily shudder with a sob of her own.
"You can't out-stubborn-bitch me, you know. I gained the renown on being a stubborn bitch who doesn't give up." Slowly, Emily's hand finally reaches around and returns the hug. She sighs. "I mean it. I am still mad. You did a stupid, stupid, stupid.... stupid, stupid... stupid stupid thing." She kisses Brigit on the cheek. "O-kay. Go on, get off. I'm hungry. Get off I said...." the Crescent does start pushing the Blood Talon off, smiling in spite of her annoyance. "If you're gonna live here you need to learn not to come between me and food, 'kay? Oh, and.... when Mable comes to stay over... Um. Well." Emily smirks awkwardly. "Shit, did I even tell you? I kinda have a girlfriend. Shit.... I might actually have to open dad's room again." She looks warily at the door that leads out of the lounge that has always been closed and locked. "But, yeah. When she comes over.... I mean, I'm me, and she's hot... I'm only human! Ish!"
The Crescent smiles. "Buy some earplugs or take a walk, is what I'm saying."