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Kat: -silently walks behind Jason and sees drawing- Not bad. -laughs-
Kat: -walks around park smiling, looking around-
Kat: -doesn't even flinch- You are unbelievable! -rolls eyes and grabs stuff, walks away-
Kat: -shuts her sketchbook, looks him, punches him in the jaw- What the hell is your problem!?
Kat: -walks to central park, sits on bench, opens sketchbook, starts drawing-
Kat: -laughs, shaking head, walks away-
(Lol. ) Kat: -groans and grabs his collar pulling him out of the bank- *mumbles* Better not regret this. -kisses him-
Kat: You said a million. Take it or leave it. Stay here. -walks over to counter and deposits a million dollars, walks back to him, puts the money...
Kat: You said a million. So I'm giving you a million. -walks to the bank/
Kat; -shrugs- Fine. I don't really care about money anyways. -subway stops, grabs her bag, puts it on her shoulder, walks out of it-
Kat: You shouldn't have told me that bro. -laughs- Why do you need I million anyways?
(......) Kat: I can say it was self defense. You were sexually harassing me as well. So think again.
(Jason and I are riding a subway train.) Kat: Compensation? -raises eyebrows- Good luck getting that from me.
Kat; Sorry. -looks at her reflection- You owe me half a shirt. -laughs-
Kat: Well next time, never tell me that I can't shoot you. -looks back up at him- Because I will. -finishes wrapping his hand-
Kat: -looks up at him- Not like I wanted to. But I did. -looks away and goes back to wrapping his hand-
Kat: -wraps Jason's hand-
Kat: Have it your way then. -shoots his hand making him drop it, grabs it and stuffs it back in her bag, empties the gun of it bullets and tosses...
Kat: -points it to his stomach- No I think I'll have the pleasure of watching you bleed to death. Especially a guy like you. Hand it over.
Kat: Oh really? -shoots his calf- You were saying?