"'m the one bein' difficul'?" He questioned, staring at him with a glare. He'd told him to piss off, after all, that he didn't want to play whatever...cruel game this was. Curling his fingers tighter against his palm,nails nearly deep enough to draw blood.
"'m not playin' yer game, williford. Ye can either piss off now, or piss of later but yer not welcome 'ere." He stated coldly. Going as far as shutting the door in his face. Hoping the other would give up