He was in a meeting, one that was not going very well, digging his hands through his hair, veins popping out as he spoke through gritted teeth. I’m surrounded by idiots… He growled darkly, spinning around in his chair and pointing at his closest man. You! the man pointed to himself questioningly, making Boden glower menacingly. No. I’m talking to the fucking wall behind you- OF COURSE I MEAN YOU! He roared, standing up, his muscles bulging as the room shook. BRING ME MY BABY! NOW!
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