[ That's it. The gloves are comin' off (I'd say glasses but they already did).
Kyouya yanks his hand back and with both hands on Badou's chest, shoves him back as hard as he can to get the older boy-man's grip off him. The rage is thick like his di-- and he can't see straight--well, at all, really, but especially straight, pun possibly intended--but that doesn't stop him from be a pissy bitch. ]
WHERE. ARE. MY. GLASSES?
[ with each word he shoves Badou back more; even though he's not yet spitting and convulsing in his anger yet it's rising with every word ]
I'M NOT TOUCHING YOUR ASS OUT OF DESIRE, AND IF YOU THINK OTHERWISE YOU ARE SERIOUSLY DELUDED!
[ Kyouya steps menacingly closer, looking ever the more like Monobear, his eyes flashing dangerously. His voice lowers to a near-whisper. ]
And to think, you were so close to getting your first check. It's already halfway made out and everything.
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24/4/13 13:25 (UTC)Kyouya yanks his hand back and with both hands on Badou's chest, shoves him back as hard as he can to get the older boy-man's grip off him. The rage is thick
like his di--and he can't see straight--well, at all, really, but especially straight, pun possibly intended--but that doesn't stop him from be a pissy bitch. ]WHERE. ARE. MY. GLASSES?
[ with each word he shoves Badou back more; even though he's not yet spitting and convulsing in his anger yet it's rising with every word ]
I'M NOT TOUCHING YOUR ASS OUT OF DESIRE, AND IF YOU THINK OTHERWISE YOU ARE SERIOUSLY DELUDED!
[ Kyouya steps menacingly closer, looking ever the more like Monobear, his eyes flashing dangerously. His voice lowers to a near-whisper. ]
And to think, you were so close to getting your first check. It's already halfway made out and everything.