“But satisfaction brought it back. Don’t yell proverbs at me without using the full version. Besides, haven’t you heard that you can;t get rid of people in here? You;re a sensitive one, tone it down a little.”
Dimitri gripped the pen tighter in his hand, feeling the warmed metal press into his palm. “Screw off.” He grumbled, shaking his head. The entire journal idea was stupid, but it was part of his mandated anger management course--something he was failing miserably at. “Don’t you have something better to do?”

















