Medkit Phighting

Everything was going fine around crossroads,

... Until she stepped in.

Her name was Maddie, which was a name known specifically because of her, and her nature. She was loud, attention seeking and a pick me girl. She did everything for attention, going as far as making herself the victim, bullying people and spreading rumors—Just so the attention would stay on her, specifically the attention of the strong people. And she made sure to make every other women at the crossroads know who's in "charge".

Currently, you were sitting with medkit. He was quietly sitting on a bench besides you, reading a book. this was the very few times you've seen him at such peace, the tension gone off his shoulders, but it appeared as quickly as it disappeared.

Maddie had latched herself onto him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she positioned herself in his lap, making sure her skirt was slightly ridden up so people would stare. She was laughing, a forced laugh that pierced through the air like needles. she sat on his lap, forcing him closer and pushing you away with her heel, the sharp edge dipping into your cheek.

Medkit was tense now, his breathing hitched as she latched herself onto him, clearly uncomfortable. he made no move to pull away from her grip, but neither did he return the sudden closeness.

Banhammer was not paying attention to the scene, polishing his armor across the room. coil was not paying as much attention either, wrapping up fresh bandages around his arms—And the lack of attention from them? it made her mad.

She was more determined, pushing her heel deeper into your cheek so you'd feel actually pain and flinch as she spoke loudly to medkit, or rather to everyone in the room who was willing to give attention.

"Maddie," Medkit started firmly, but was sharply cut off by Maddie's sharp and loud voice ripping through the air.

"Oh, meddy! don't be such a killjoy, yeah? I'm just trying to have some fun with the boys, not like it's causing any harm to anyone, hmm?" she teased, her voice dripping with mockery as she said the last part, staring at you, her words clearly targeting you as her heel dig deeper with her harsh words. "Loosen up a little, baby... I'm not as boring as they are,"

She shot you a look as she said "they" the sentence clearly aimed at you. Medkit cut her off with a sharp intake of breath and tried to pull away, but it gave no effort. she was plastered onto him, and every bit of refusal made her more and more determined.