[As she gets scruffed and hauled back, she does--what else--loudly protest.]
Hey, I said you're not--ugh, quit--that's not going to save it!
[And much like trying to wrangle a cat, Rita squirms and wriggles against Clarke's hold, feet kicking against the couch futilely and arms just straight-up straining to hold the other girl as far away from her face as possible.]
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Hey, I said you're not--ugh, quit--that's not going to save it!
[And much like trying to wrangle a cat, Rita squirms and wriggles against Clarke's hold, feet kicking against the couch futilely and arms just straight-up straining to hold the other girl as far away from her face as possible.]