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[color=coral]"I didn't take her shit!"[/color] Eva groaned, suddenly feeling like a cornered mouse. If this had taught her anything, it was that Amelia had all the guys wrapped around her damn finger. At Damar's question, she shot him a glare and responded, [color=coral]"I don't know, why don't you check her damn room first before accusing people."[/color] She huffed, turning away from him. 

She let out a sigh of relief as, at last, someone stood up for her. Even if she did know that Penny knew, probably without the shadow of a doubt, that it was Eva's doing. When Jocelyn entered and spoke up, Eva let out another loud groan. [color=coral]"Why do you all assume it was fucking me?"[/color] She shouted, getting more frustrated at how protective they'd all gotten of Amelia. Damn bitch. [color=coral]"Mi chin neyon..."[/color]

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[color=cyan]"You won't help your case by cursing at them, Eva."[/color] Lance responded, amused, but still leaning against the wall for support. [color=cyan]"And I'd hate to turn this into a me thing, but... any one know where the first aid kit's at?"[/color] He asked, pointing to the cut on his lip. [color=cyan]"I'd go looking for it myself but... Uhh... Knee's not really cooperating with me right now."[/color] He confessed. He might have been a tough ass, but even he knew when to ask for help and... he kind of needed it now.