"God, what the fuck do you want me to do?" I shout, voice too loud even over the noise in the dining room. I freeze for a moment, jaw clinched and twitching angrily, then I walk around the table toward him, catching him by the arm and dragging him toward the door.
"You're getting pissed off? Are you fucking serious?"
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Date: 2012-06-21 05:32 am (UTC)"You're getting pissed off? Are you fucking serious?"