You know they have the greatest hate sex.
Meredith pinned Orsino to the door, the man gulping and shrugging down a bit.
“I -I -.” he closed his eyes and shielded himself. “Maybe we can just holds hands first, I -.”
“THAT’S NOT THE KIND OF ROMANCE I WANT!”
Orsino yelped, collapsing. “I don’t think I’m right for you, I don’t think we’re right for each other! Is that an apprentice calling? Got to go!” Orsino tried to escape, tugging on the door.
Meredith was holding it closed with one hand and frowning.
He eventually stopped, his arm hurting, his struggles futile. He gave a nervous laugh.
“Door…seems to be stuck.”
She narrowed her eyes.
“Ah, if you could…?”
She opened the door and Orsino fled the woman slamming the door back. She walked across the room and kicked her desk, the furniture sliding. She punched the wall, not even feeling it through the gauntlets.
There was a knock and Cullen came in, his eyes brightening when she scowled at him.
“I heard some commotion, is there anything I can do?”
He hadn’t heard any commotion, not unless he’d been eavesdropping instead of doing his job.
“GET OUT OF MY CHAMBERS!!!”
“AND SET UP A CANDLE LIGHT DINNER! AND INFORM ORSINO!” she made a dramatic motion, clenching her fist.
“HE WILL BE MINE!”
Cullen seemed disappointed. “Yes Ma’am.”
Cullen is the disappointed kid with divorced parents hoping mummy and daddy will finally knock it off and get back together.