So this happened.

[crazychicknlady]

The other day S and I ended up in a fight. Instead of retreating to my corner (i.e. my room), I couldn't leave well enough alone and ended up going into S's room and planting myself on her bed. In an attempt to chase me out, S offered to paint my toes.

Instead of fleeing, I called her bluff.



Turns our S doesn't bluff.