[ Michael, please. She's enjoying this sick blackmail material, but also if this unicorn leaves before he grabs some hair, she'll handcuff him to a DAMN TREE!!!! She wonders if she can feel her glaring from behind the bushes? She sure hopes so.
She looks around briefly, grabbing a stray acorn nearby to chuck over the bushes to, hopefully, hit Michael and not the unicorn. She succeeds, but hopefully Michael can feel the soft thunk against that dumb jacket of his. ]
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She looks around briefly, grabbing a stray acorn nearby to chuck over the bushes to, hopefully, hit Michael and not the unicorn. She succeeds, but hopefully Michael can feel the soft thunk against that dumb jacket of his. ]