The Revolutionary
Alexander set his jaw stubbornly and took a deep breath through his nose. How DARE this man come here and ORDER him to do a damn thing. Shaking his head slowly Alex said in a low warning tone, "No. We shall not be going anywhere private to speak. There is nothin to discuss anyway. YOu have mistaken me for someone... you could approach. You are sorely mistaken. Now. I suggest that you step away from Bryce, this table, and myself very quickly."
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The shirts were catching on FIRE and no one told HIM. How dare they keep something that interesting from him. Casting a sidelong glance at the beautiful Gretchen he waited a moment before speaking again. "There is not a single thing wrong with the gifts that my colleague here put together. Nothing is catching fire. YOu might not be deaf or a mute, but clearly you are ignorant. Now, leave quietly," he said as he turned his head back toward the man and met his eyes.
Yes. You ARE dismissed.
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