[You know what? He's done. He was always kind and patient - an evil and violent sociopath maybe, but kind and patient about it, and was always always ALWAYS treated like shit by...Everyone? He's not going to take it from this cranky, meatheaded, scene queen fashion bearer, stupid bitch. He's done.]
How about you ████ing do it, then?
[Swearing is indelicate, and he's far too pretty for it, but it's the only language she understands and plus he'll get to unsettle her little monkey brain.]
You're not the only one paying for others' actions, and the Director sacrificed me as easily as he sacrificed all of you. I'm the one who was in jail, and then transferred to another jail, and then trasferred here, he made me work hard and pay for his stupid decisions that I had objected to, without even remembering what my ████ing name is after ten years of me cleaning his ████ing ████, and still with how everything turned out I still cleaned up half of his ████-ups so at this point if you get here and kill me you're really, really making me a ████ing favour, South.
[There. That was so ugly, but at least it's convincing. Mostly because he actually means it, but ugh that was so inelegant, how does South not live with a bag on her head? It would help her so much, especially with the hair.
Still, the Director was an asshole to him in front of the agents too, all the time. He might as well get some pebble out of his shoe. He logs off, satisfied with burning the very much cursed image of him swearing in South's brain forever.]
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How about you ████ing do it, then?
[Swearing is indelicate, and he's far too pretty for it, but it's the only language she understands and plus he'll get to unsettle her little monkey brain.]
You're not the only one paying for others' actions, and the Director sacrificed me as easily as he sacrificed all of you. I'm the one who was in jail, and then transferred to another jail, and then trasferred here, he made me work hard and pay for his stupid decisions that I had objected to, without even remembering what my ████ing name is after ten years of me cleaning his ████ing ████, and still with how everything turned out I still cleaned up half of his ████-ups so at this point if you get here and kill me you're really, really making me a ████ing favour, South.
[There. That was so ugly, but at least it's convincing. Mostly because he actually means it, but ugh that was so inelegant, how does South not live with a bag on her head? It would help her so much, especially with the hair.
Still, the Director was an asshole to him in front of the agents too, all the time. He might as well get some pebble out of his shoe. He logs off, satisfied with burning the very much cursed image of him swearing in South's brain forever.]