Original Description:
Cirrus: Think you can beat me in a race, Sona?
Sona: I could beat you in my sleep.
Cirrus: Oh, I think that dream would be a nightmare, since I would win.
Sona: grits teeth
Cirrus: I really pissed her off this time. I bet she thinks I’m so cool. Hopefully she doesn’t think I like her, ‘cause I definitely don’t.
Sona: this bitch thinks I like her? Let’s see how she likes me when I run her over with my speed.