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31 Jul 2015
“Take that, you overgrown mass of—of Michelangelo-sculpted muscle and bone,” Beca finishes lamely. “With your lips and your biceps and—”
Or, the team documents Beca's incredibly humiliating encounters with Kommissar on instagram.
10 Jul 2016
“My delicate flower,” Kommissar says, face a little scrunched as if she knows how strange the words coming from her mouth sound. “I am but a butterfly caught in your petals, hoping for a taste of your nectar.”
Beca's word vomit is spreading, but thankfully only to one target. Even if that means the only things Kommissar can tell her are laced in terrible nature metaphor.