[he stumbles back like some newborn foal (Jan's strength is nothing to scoff at), but manages to catch himself against the bed instead of ending up on the floor. It gives him a minute to catch his breath and sort out all these new things he's learned. New Things 1 & 2: Jan's way stronger than he looks, and he needs to see a dentist like yesterday.]
Or what? What're you going to do? I mean are you shitting me, this is insane! Don't you have friends?
[that... sounded less obvious inside his head.]
...And you're getting blood all over my floor, asshole. [petulantly]
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Date: 2013-10-21 05:52 am (UTC)Or what? What're you going to do? I mean are you shitting me, this is insane! Don't you have friends?
[that... sounded less obvious inside his head.]
...And you're getting blood all over my floor, asshole. [petulantly]