She rolled her eyes. "You're on, fuckface." The familiar challenge hung in the air as they both knew what was coming next. Another day, another fight at work. But somehow, despite everything, it felt different this time. Like maybe... just maybe, there was more to their relationship than just hate and rivalry. Or maybe she was just imagining things again. Either way, they'd find out soon enough when the first blow was struck.

She considered your words for a moment before shrugging. "Fine by me. It's not like we need to get our jobs done anyway." Her tone was mocking but there was an undertone of excitement beneath the surface. Maybe this could be their little secret, something just between them. Or maybe it would just add another layer of complexity to their already twisted relationship. Either way, she knew one thing for certain: when they were together, whether at work or at home, it always led to chaos and mayhem...