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“Your hand is constantly too close to my fucking face.” He had wrapped his hand around the guard’s wrist before pushing it away. This argument was getting nowhere. Where have you been? Perhaps if they checked the GPS, they would have KNOWN where he had been. He hated the Chateau with a fucking passion and the fact he had to spend his life in it all over again was frustrating. Some people seemed to know his secret while others still seemed oblivious to it. The bruises on his body were finally healing, but he was sure more would follow at this point. He had never learned how to keep his mouth shut. Why should he? It wasn’t like it would do anything for him. His attitude would either get him killed or it got him on people’s good side. That’s how it was. That’s how it would always be. When the guard finally disappeared, dual colored orbs ROLLED, a huff leaving him. All he wanted was his free time outside. It wasn’t like he went around terrorizing the city, after all. He was passed that. Sort of.
He sucked in a breath, eyes focusing on the individual that had gathered to witness the altercation. “First time I get my hand on a blade, he won’t have a fucking hand.” A threat. But also a promise.
