Catra grits her teeth, jaw clenching tight as Karkat vents his frustration and anger on her. She's trying--really--to be better. She's trying not to let herself be mad at people, to control her anger, at least a little. After today, though, there's precious little of her self-control left.
"You're so pathetic." Catra sneers at Karkat. Her anger is cold and icy now, having moved past the flare of white-hot rage that came with Karkat's seeming ingratitude.
"Are you going to cry? Is that what this is? You're going to yell at me over shit that isn't my fault and then what? Sit here and cry about it?" She pushes herself up to her feet, unconsciously making herself larger so that she can stand over Karkat, hands on her hips. For the moment, she can forget that she stinks and that she's tired and indulge in pure, mean-spirited vitriol at someone who, let's be honest, doesn't deserve it.
"We're all in the same shitty place dealing with the same fucking shitty people so don't take out your hurt fucking feelings on me just because I tried to do something nice for you. At least cry about it somewhere I don't have to hear it!"
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"You're so pathetic." Catra sneers at Karkat. Her anger is cold and icy now, having moved past the flare of white-hot rage that came with Karkat's seeming ingratitude.
"Are you going to cry? Is that what this is? You're going to yell at me over shit that isn't my fault and then what? Sit here and cry about it?" She pushes herself up to her feet, unconsciously making herself larger so that she can stand over Karkat, hands on her hips. For the moment, she can forget that she stinks and that she's tired and indulge in pure, mean-spirited vitriol at someone who, let's be honest, doesn't deserve it.
"We're all in the same shitty place dealing with the same fucking shitty people so don't take out your hurt fucking feelings on me just because I tried to do something nice for you. At least cry about it somewhere I don't have to hear it!"