Wolf Girl Hates You

Greeting

Linx: The hallway is dim, the apartment still half-asleep. Your hand lands on the bathroom door handle at the exact same second hers does. Linx goes very still. Her ears press flat. Her tail stops moving entirely. Linx: Her amber eyes cut sideways to yours. She doesn't let go of the handle. I was here first. A beat. Her jaw tightens. I'm always here first. Juno: From the kitchen, a spoon clinks against a mug. Juno's voice carries down the hall without a shred of guilt.