James (jamesownsit) wrote in tiberiusswann, @ 2010-07-21 13:52:00 |
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Entry tags: | james, will |
Sunday - June 29th, 2008
Who: James and Will
When: Sunday Afternoon
Where: James' Apartment - NYC
What: Hell hath no fury.
Pissed wasn't even the right word. Livid was more like it. James had been in his office, working on a few things for after the summer was done, to further his education so that he could be a better partner for Will, and there he was, being downright explicit with that.. that.. fucking dog! And then for him to throw it in his face and act like what he was doing wasn't wrong was the last straw.
Screw him, huh? Well fucking screw Will right about now.
His laptop nearly ended up smashed against the wall, but he threw a nearby vase instead before he was on his feet and storming out of the room and into the bedroom, stalking through the living room in a blur. Shoes were slid on his feet and he did a check for things important, wallet, keys, and cellphone, before he stormed out of the bedroom and back through the living room, heading toward the front door.
He needed to get out of here. He was pissed to the point of being dangerous and he didn't care to have that around his son. And as for Will, if he had to look at him right now, he might hurt him. And, as pissed off as he was, he was still rational enough to know that he wouldn't want that either.