no subject

[If she weren't completely wrapped up from chest to toes, she might have tried to reach over to punch him for that look, but instead, she's stuck... hanging upside-down, having just had him crash back into her. The two of them swing back and forth in an uncomfortable dance for a while before they lose velocity.

So instead, she wriggles aggressively so that she spins around—albeit very slowly in this position—until she's facing him.]

Shut up.

[It's all she says at first as she starts to observe the pickle they're now both in for a moment, and she's already spinning away, so... time to wriggle back again with a few angry grunts.]

I don't hear you making any suggestions.

[~~this is??? your fault? lightning????~~]