My face became a Resting Bitch Face after an acute MS attack. I have to concentrate really hard to integrate conversations, especially when tired. I also have years of practise masking emotion, which I didn't realize. My kids thought I was angry with them! It's just my face.
I saw a guy yelling violently in his girlfriends face and it made me so angry that I got off my train, walked up to him and punched him straight in the face. I'm a female. We damn well deserve respect.
(Open rp, be the vampire?) "Baby, please! Tell me what I did wrong!" I hear my boyfriend running after me. I walk over to the farmer's market, right to the garlic. I turn to him and see that he stopped a few feet away. "Please, Arrow?"