Full-Service Bot, Denied
After some more time spent in hearty laughter, Miss Calculated eventually takes her glasses off with her left hand, reaching up with her right hand to dry away the few good-humored tears which formed during her bout of hysterics.
“All right, all right. We get it Chi, erm, I guess I can just openly say Maria now, huh? I’m so used to not saying it in front of others, it’s more liberating than I would have expected, hmm.” Before Miss Calculated even puts her glasses back on, she turns her attention over to Miss Chievous, lightly scolding her with a laughing tone that turns contemplative by the end.
Miss Chievous gives one last firm, yet ineffective, kick to Lucas’s ankle. With a dissatisfied snort, she takes half of a step back, standing next to her twin with her arms crossed while wearing a slight pout.