"I exhausted myself running around putting out the fires you were causing because you didn't have the fucking foresight to think about what you were doing. I came back, every fucking time, when I knew I could run away and be set and be happy, even for a little while, until your idiocy got me fucking kidnapped and tortured! The first goddamn thing I did was go straight back into hell to keep up appearances."
He closes the gap, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and hauling him in - just to let go, taking an angry step back. There's a short, angry laugh. He holds his hands up.
"And you want to talk to me about how I handle stress? Fuck you."
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There's a terrible rush of white hot fury.
"I exhausted myself running around putting out the fires you were causing because you didn't have the fucking foresight to think about what you were doing. I came back, every fucking time, when I knew I could run away and be set and be happy, even for a little while, until your idiocy got me fucking kidnapped and tortured! The first goddamn thing I did was go straight back into hell to keep up appearances."
He closes the gap, grabbing fistfuls of his shirt and hauling him in - just to let go, taking an angry step back. There's a short, angry laugh. He holds his hands up.
"And you want to talk to me about how I handle stress? Fuck you."