The words echo for Kodi, an affirmation of what she'd thought about too often lately, wandering into her train of thought while she was trying to concentrate on important things, like schoolwork, or training, or how bitter she was about Gladstone. She'd always pushed it aside because it was a distraction she told herself she didn't have time for, and she'd see if Suzy wanted to make out, and then things were fine, and that was that.

She should hold onto the words like a treasure, but she can't. It doesn't make any sense, why she's glaring or pouting or storming around, and it's too fucking loud here to sort it through. She wants to pull the plug on the sound system and holler at the whole party to Shut the FUCK UP!!! so she can think. She'll have to settle for freshman abuse.

"Okay, but– Get lost, we're having a fucking conversation here," she growls at a squirt who tries to shove his way past Kodi and onto the rink, then turns back to Suzy as he opts to tumble over the wall to avoid her wrath, "Okay, but, so?"