Breaking Point - A TV Lover's Worst Nightmare

[Zahzi]

"OH! RIGHT...." Alan exclaimed, getting the key.
"Sorry...Completely forgot..." he laughed nervously as he did as she asked.  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

Abagail snorted in reply, but held her tongue as Alan unlocked her wrists.  

[Zahzi]

"There." Alan said, taking the handcuffs and putting them in his pocket.
"Feel better now?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"No." She replied sharply.

"But it is nice being able to move again." She added after a sigh, rubbing her wrists where the cuffs had been.  

[Zahzi]

"......Hungry now?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Oh, why, yes! I am!" Abagail replied with enough sarcasm to make a brick house. "I had no idea, but those restraints not only held my hands but my hunger!

"No, I'm not hungry, idiot."  

[Zahzi]

"You just ran five miles, I figured you would be."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"That makes someone tired not hungry. Idiot."  

[Zahzi]

"You know....It doesn't help your case of me not touching you by insulting me when I try to be nice......"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"You touch me anyway. What difference would it really make?"  

[Zahzi]

"I DO IT when you get out of hand."  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Which, according to your book, is everything I do you don't like."  

[Zahzi]

"I'm not touching you right NOW, am I?"  

[Randomly Gone Insane]

"Yeah... Are you sick or something?"  

[Zahzi]

"As in FONDLING, Abagail. I KNOW you knew what I meant!"