"So I don't care what the f**k she says. You don't show her your scripts, and you don't tell her s**t. Understand?"
Three heads bobbed in unison, and Bishop pointed at the door.
"Then get out."
Alexis, Drake, and Taylor filed out of his room in surprisingly calm order, although Drake threw him a nervous, skittish look that he didn't quite like. Kid was probably thinking that he was off his rocker. He was tempted to beckon him over and show him exactly how off his rocker he could get.
"You know this is only going to piss her off more."
"I'm counting on it," said Bishop, and he turned away from Jason's concerned expression. He could try to coddle whoever he wanted, but Bishop was the man of this house, and everyone belonged to him. So long as Jason didn't overstep, he didn't care.
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