The intruder's offered a hard stare; he's immediately recognized, first as the guy whose hair he'd nearly yanked from the root in throes of passion and such, second: as the guy he should probably kill.]
...spontaneity doesn't suit you. Unless you've taken up a habit of stalking me.
[His grip goes tight around the bottle.]
It isn't meant for you, I wouldn't worry about it.
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The intruder's offered a hard stare; he's immediately recognized, first as the guy whose hair he'd nearly yanked from the root in throes of passion and such, second: as the guy he should probably kill.]
...spontaneity doesn't suit you. Unless you've taken up a habit of stalking me.
[His grip goes tight around the bottle.]
It isn't meant for you, I wouldn't worry about it.