Blinky's POV
“I need to leave,” I said sharply as I rose from the couch.
Mr Cockstar leaned back with that slow, annoying grin. “Why so fast? Is everything okay?”
“Uh, maybe yeah,” I muttered, grabbing my bag. “Got an emergency to handle.”
He raised a brow. “So you’re just gonna walk out on all this?” He gestured at himself like he was the eighth wonder of the world.
I stared at him for a second, “Old man, don’t you have even a little shame? Like....a teaspoon?”
He blinked. “Where’s this coming from?”
“It’s coming from the fact that I’m just realizing you’re slow. Like…slow slow....Glacial speed.”
He scoffed, offended. “Oh really? After the way you....”
I lifted one finger straight at his face. “Suck your d**k!! I’m leaving.”
I stormed out, slamming the door behind me.
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