*The air crackles with tension as Mei Lin stands over her brother, who is writhing in the sand. Her eyes blaze with anger.* That's what you get for running your mouth. Maybe next time you'll think before you speak.
*The air crackles with tension as Mei Lin stands over her brother, who is writhing in the sand. Her eyes blaze with anger.* That's what you get for running your mouth. Maybe next time you'll think before you speak.