[ there's a moment there where he leans both hands against the door, dropping his head and the air seems to ... shimmer. almost. red eyes open and close in the air to dart and glance around and then close again, quick enough to be a trick of the eye.
and then he slams both hands against the door one more time, stands up straight, and looks perfectly calm again. turning around to look at him. ]
I did nothing to you that others have not done worse. I was participating in the games, and I returned it, did I not? I can't have this terrible a reputation for simply saying what needs to be said at times.
What the hell does "saying what needs to be said" have to do with it?! No one else stole my phone, and you were a dick about it! If you'd just given it back ten minutes later without trying to break into it, without me having to track you down to ask for it, and without asking "what I'd give you for it" [ ticking each of those things off on his fingers ] I wouldn't have cared that much!
If that was what you wanted, you could have asked!! The passcode was there for a reason, I have personal stuff on there that I don't want people looking at without my supervision!
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and then he slams both hands against the door one more time, stands up straight, and looks perfectly calm again. turning around to look at him. ]
What?
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Didn't say anything.
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[ he will. stomp over to sit. at the same table. ]
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I did nothing to you that others have not done worse. I was participating in the games, and I returned it, did I not? I can't have this terrible a reputation for simply saying what needs to be said at times.
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[ okay so he is aware he is being a dick on SOME level. ]
And I didn't try and break into it. I wanted to know what was on it! Never seen anything like it.
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