Kersen knew a lost cause when he saw one. He was boiling with anger, but what was he supposed to do? Even if he snapped and killed Willy or something (which he wasn't even sure he could do), then he'd be stuck like this.
"Get the fuck out," he snapped, and got to his feet. "I'll call you when I've got it."
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Date: 2015-01-03 06:23 am (UTC)From:"Get the fuck out," he snapped, and got to his feet. "I'll call you when I've got it."