"Then why are you still standing here?" A brow quirked slightly at the guy who, if he really didn't give a fuck, should have and would have taken off already. And yet he was still here, getting on James' nerves. And why? Well, honestly, he was probably bored like the rest of them.
At the man's attempt to goad him into something, all James could do was laugh. "Oh, wow. You really think you're a badass, don't you?" He rolled his eyes. "Oh no. I am so afraid. Please don't hurt me, Mister Badass. I didn't mean to upset you with my ridiculous request for you to give me some fucking privacy and get the fuck out of my door way."