[Derek listens as Cumore is talking and as he does, a sense of relief comes over him and it feels like a weight has been lifted off his shoulders. FINALLY SOME GETS HIS POINT OF VIEW!]
THANK YOU!
[Derek cradles his head in his hands for a moment before looking up again.]
Why can't more people be like you? I think at some point Matt tried to offer an opportunity to talk to him later, but that was after a battering ram of questions! AND...[Derek points a finger at Cumore.] you know what else he did? Told Cleo. I mean, she already dislikes me enough and he goes off and tells her what happened.I mean, yeah she found him in the bathroom, still leg-locked, but it doesn't bloody well mean that she has to track me down after work and demand to talk to me about what I said and did to Matt. And pray tell what was I suppose to do? Say "no" and risk getting my arm broken? She's fucking ripped! So, I try having a civil conversation with her in a coffee shop and she just starts attack me, verbally I mean, about my magic, what I did, what I said. AS IF I DIDN'T FEEL SHITTY ENOUGH! SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO RUB IT IN! AND IN PUBLIC!
[Derek is starting to feel really angry, his grip on his bottle of beer is like a death grip and his other fist is in a fist.]
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THANK YOU!
[Derek cradles his head in his hands for a moment before looking up again.]
Why can't more people be like you? I think at some point Matt tried to offer an opportunity to talk to him later, but that was after a battering ram of questions! AND...[Derek points a finger at Cumore.] you know what else he did? Told Cleo. I mean, she already dislikes me enough and he goes off and tells her what happened.I mean, yeah she found him in the bathroom, still leg-locked, but it doesn't bloody well mean that she has to track me down after work and demand to talk to me about what I said and did to Matt. And pray tell what was I suppose to do? Say "no" and risk getting my arm broken? She's fucking ripped! So, I try having a civil conversation with her in a coffee shop and she just starts attack me, verbally I mean, about my magic, what I did, what I said. AS IF I DIDN'T FEEL SHITTY ENOUGH! SHE DIDN'T HAVE TO RUB IT IN! AND IN PUBLIC!
[Derek is starting to feel really angry, his grip on his bottle of beer is like a death grip and his other fist is in a fist.]