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ittle better, who disturbs him by her re

ill feel the bitter taste of my dirty deed from last time. I've got the rage. And to think it's not over yet and I have to keep going if I want to

me. I wasn't lookin

recognize the voice

her without turn

ious

n't believe it. I spent all week avoiding her and here I a

my attitude towards her. I admit that it was rude not to have returned her greeting but, I didn't really feel like talkin

t her incredulously. I bet she bumped into

with sparks in her eyes, like a

gir

rrived at home, I put my things in my room and leave to take a good

ng in my head there?"

ar my thoughts. I finally get out of the shower. As soon as I finish g

can do this? Give me a

o one can stop me. I'm going to continue this race. And when I come face to face with this bast*rd, I'm goin

knock

erk knocking on my door? I'm pissed off and I might hit som

knock,

on knock

ave to keep my cool

shit. I lost my patience... I walk furi

n the doorway, my a

Damn it! She's a pain

ed to torture m

wants to be in my

you mean?

ng on my doorstep, banging

just it. You o

at is she talkin

pla

sounds rather comical, and without my r

ogy. You've been ru

, all the times I've disrespected her. This g

t up to you, you would invit

re using the fact that I wasn't very cool with you an

belly," she says to me while sweeping a

ttle and bring my f

her a role in Game of Thrones. Being the

, you'll stay stuck to me and no man will want y

t me with a

tle. But well... She'll get over it. S

What a che

ongue. I laugh. No, but... She thinks she

S

do the cook

r eyes to the

et into mischief. So... I might inadvertently st

ace and a petty mind. "Maybe I'm overreacting," I think. I grumble but don't admonish her. I'd rather have a quiet

rn t

ould yo

or a moment. Inter

ke?" She asks me. "Sorry but, it

ff

hat I wasn't nice to her, but that's