Thalina stared at the lone fish.
Then at Zorath's smirking face.
Then back at the poor, single fish lying there like it had been abandoned by the universe.
Her patience snapped.
She reached for his hair.
Only to realize—damn it—he was too tall.
Her fingers swiped at air.
Zorath, the insufferable beast, watched with amusement. "Hmm?"
Thalina took a deep breath, calmly folding her arms.
"Bend down."
Zorath's golden eyes sparkled with mischief. "Oh? Why?"
"Just do it."
Still smirking, he obeyed.
The moment he leaned in, Thalina struck.
Her fingers latched onto his hair, gripping a fistful of blonde strands, and before he could react—She yanked.
"OW—"
Zorath's yelp was dramatic.
Too dramatic.
Thalina narrowed her eyes. "You're faking."
"I'm not."
She pulled harder.
Zorath winced. "Okay, maybe a little."
She huffed, dragging him toward the door. "You are ridiculous! Do you even listen when people talk?!"
