James McCafferty (jameswantsit) wrote in midianasylum, @ 2010-08-12 16:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | james, will |
Monday - June 8th, 2015
Who: James and Will
When: Dinner Time
Where: The Dining Room
What: James has anger management issues.
Six months. That was how long James McCafferty had been here, how long he had been eating this bland ass food, how long he had been listening to these idiots blathering on, how long he had been dealing with communal showers and horrible linens and sleepless nights. Six months. Six months too fucking long. And as he sat at the table in the dining room, his scowl only seemed to grow more and more with each passing second, each bite of food he pushed aside, each person that passed him on their way to their table.
"Fuck!" He finally growled, shoving the tray away from him and causing it to slam into the tray of the person sitting across from him. They glared at him but all he had to do was give them that look and they were getting up and scurrying off to find somewhere else to sit. That was right. Six months and he already had it like that. All the people that were tenured here had more than enough sense to keep away from him. He was volatile at his very best, and a danger to himself and everyone around him at his worst.
"I can't believe they get by with calling this shit fucking food!" He was pissed, but he would probably end up eating it. He didn't want to go hungry, after all. But for now, he was just going to sit there with his arms crossed over his chest, staring off at nothing, his jaw set with a scowl as the clatter of the diners around him raged on.