Alanis
"Leave and we won't call the cops. You have a chance to just walk away right now.''
I haven't even done anything to them.
We are just having a conversation. Why are they so fucking terrified?
"What if I don't want to leave? what if I am not don't with this conversation?'' I ask him calmly.
I am so calm through this situation because I know what I came for. I know why I am here.
"Do you know that your son hurt mine? did he tell you that?"
His eyes open wide, not from shock. there is something else in his eyes. I just don't know what it is. I don't care about what he feels right now. I don't care about anything that concerns this man.
"I have a right to tell my son who he can be friends with,'' he scowls at me angrily.
He is right.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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