[He clenches his jaw against the nasty retorts that leap to the tip of his tongue, hundreds of them, thousands, none of which he wants to say right now. For once. But god, the knee-jerk reaction is strong. There's a muscle actually twitching in his cheek as he works to calm himself.]
I told you. I don't actually hate you.
[And he sits up straight again.]
You're literally fucking self-destructing here, Petre. It's kinda hard to miss.
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I told you. I don't actually hate you.
[And he sits up straight again.]
You're literally fucking self-destructing here, Petre. It's kinda hard to miss.