Well, I hate you more? What was he, five years old? Even Meredith was too mature to yell back something like---well, no, given her current situation, she probably wasn't too mature for much. But it still sounded stupid coming out of his mouth!
Despite the fact that she knew she couldn't win, Meredith was not about to stop fighting against him. If she could just---reach, she would have---kicked him in the----auuuugh! There was no way that he hated her more than she hated him! No bloody way, not with the red that she was seeing right now.
"You're a fucking prat, you know that!?" she yelled, although her voice was lower now. People were really starting to stare at the two of them, and she was beginning to get worried about what everyone would make of this particular spectacle. "You're going to charge me!? You're the one who threw me down into the fucking sand and are currently sitting on me in a rather inappropriate manner! I should take YOU up on charges of sexual assault!"
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