Frenemies (Part 2)

"Besides, I've kissed dozens of women and they said they liked it! I also liked it!" he yelled, leaning ever so closely to her. Winona flushed a bit, but she wasn't weak! 

How could she be intimidated by this womanizing idiot?!

NEVER!!!

She looked at him up and down, a smug smile gracing her pink lips. "Pffft—you think you're a good kisser? I think it's disgusting!" How many different germs are in there? 

She rudely pointed at him. "With your bad mouth, I don't think anyone would want to kiss you!" 

Winona was well-bred and was very much leashed, but when she went wild, then she really went wild. When she discovered gaming and sports, her adoption of the potty mouth was not to be underestimated.

"Oh, yeah?!" 

"Yeah!" 

The two of them continued to hurl insults at each other, their increasing need to win getting them closer to each other. It was as if closer meant louder and was therefore more effective.