There wasn't even a flinch in Alex while Sera berated her and loomed down at her, even getting up in her face. The dark-haired girl simply rolled her eyes, as if she were talking to a child and every word seemed to float in one ear then out of the other. She had barely listened to a word the brunette said, and she sighed heavily when Sera come at her with what she was sure the other girl thought might be her crowning defense.
"Oh, really? I should have been able to tell just from the practically poverty stricken decor. Not to mention the riff-raff getting in the door, your slutty little ex being the worst so far. She's got to go so," she pointed to Max, "gag that down and then go and deal with her. You should at least take the wine away from her and make her put a bra on."
She didn't want to give Sera any of the satisfaction of making her hesitate. The jealousy accusation hit close to home, and the thought was growing in her as she glared up at the taller girl in front of her. "You're quite one to talk about jealousy, huh? I saw that look in your eyes, bitch. Once a huge dyke, always a huge dyke. How does it make you feel to know she'll probably try to fuck my friend later? Not that I'll allow things to go so far.. there are some disgusting acts you just can't recover from. Best to prevent them all together."