Tom shut down, his eyes narrowing and a shadow settling across his face. He was tempted to swing at that.
"That's bullshit, Axel." Ground out as though the words might become dust between his teeth.
He didn't know what the other wanted from him. He wasn't being clear enough. One more thing to fucking dance around before anything made sense. He sighed, and tried again. Still agitated, but he was trying.
"What do you want from me, huh? Speak some fucking english and lay it out 'cuz I seem to be missing the memo. here"
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Date: 2013-12-26 09:04 pm (UTC)"That's bullshit, Axel." Ground out as though the words might become dust between his teeth.
He didn't know what the other wanted from him. He wasn't being clear enough. One more thing to fucking dance around before anything made sense. He sighed, and tried again. Still agitated, but he was trying.
"What do you want from me, huh? Speak some fucking english and lay it out 'cuz I seem to be missing the memo. here"