I Say!

"So, I say."

"Oh, yes indeed."

"You really expect me to stand here? Just? To tolerate your behavior, your ingratitude, your explicit contempt?"

"Could you hold that thought just a while longer? I'm not particularly finished yet, and this part is delicate. A minute should do."

"I really don't understand why I don't bash your skinny ass into the headboard. I really don't know."

"Perhaps you should wander off and consider your shortcomings. I would figure a primal situation like this would drive you into a predictable defense program. Jealousy and rage would be acceptable with any court or jury, but that window, it looks like, I'm not sure how long it's been already, but your timing is running out. Any much longer and you may feel premeditated, look back on the past months and think it all so obvious now, how could you have blinded so far. Yes! I would say your time has run out, but you don't have to leave anymore, for I am finished and well spent, and I may want to leave soon, quite quickly actually. I see my visit is cut short but not too so and I suppose yes I may have overstayed. There's really no need to come any closer. Really, now, that hardly seems appropriate, and oh I wish you would stop waving that in my face. Really, now, she's all yours again and god I don't you don't think you want really-


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