[ He bites off a curse, wanting to grab her by the shoulders and just shake her until she gets rid of that blank expression. Because it's one he knows and doesn't want to. It would've been easier to deal with her anger. He knows anger. They're on intimate terms, he and anger. But this is different, harder, and he looks away.
Breathe, asshole. ]
Yeah, it's not. Because I will pick you up and carry you. I'll do that. What's it gonna be?
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[ He bites off a curse, wanting to grab her by the shoulders and just shake her until she gets rid of that blank expression. Because it's one he knows and doesn't want to. It would've been easier to deal with her anger. He knows anger. They're on intimate terms, he and anger. But this is different, harder, and he looks away.
Breathe, asshole. ]
Yeah, it's not. Because I will pick you up and carry you. I'll do that. What's it gonna be?