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Anya didn't move; she didn't answer. She stood, a statue, over him, all stone limbs and vacant eyes, unblinking even as Swansea raised the bottle and angrily shook it in her face. "You got gauze in yer ears? I said—"
The bottle struck the floor with a plastic thunk when Anya wrenched it from his grip and hurled it far out of reach.
"The fuck?!"
But Swansea didn't have the chance to spit another curse. Because, in the span of a single breath, she snatched him by his shirt collar and yanked upwards, crushing her lips roughly against his.
