[Even through the biting pain of the other boy's nails digging into his hand, Kit had to admire that fierce determination and refusal to quit.
What he didn't have to do was let Vincent think he could turn the tables by employing the same tactic he'd just used to make his head spin. He was granted a grip on that ponytail. Kit couldn't have prevented that if he'd wanted to. But when Vincent gave a sharp yank, he would find Kit deliberately launching forward with it, driving their foreheads together and using his superior height to his advantage...all his weight thrown behind the gesture in attempt to knock the other teen down.
Probably not the brightest move for someone who'd been concussed not all that long ago, but then again...he hadn't been given much of a choice.]
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What he didn't have to do was let Vincent think he could turn the tables by employing the same tactic he'd just used to make his head spin. He was granted a grip on that ponytail. Kit couldn't have prevented that if he'd wanted to. But when Vincent gave a sharp yank, he would find Kit deliberately launching forward with it, driving their foreheads together and using his superior height to his advantage...all his weight thrown behind the gesture in attempt to knock the other teen down.
Probably not the brightest move for someone who'd been concussed not all that long ago, but then again...he hadn't been given much of a choice.]