[He needs him to stop, needs him to get out, needs him to pay, and he's trying to get around the angel but he just seems designed to be everywhere he's trying to move, and he shoves at him, a snarl on his lips--
And then it's like hitting a brick wall. Helpless and sick and he stumbles back, confused, and the rest of it's still there but it's secondary. He glances from angel to the man behind him and back, and for a moment it looks like he's going to sock one or the both of them, but he just takes another step back.]
spam
And then it's like hitting a brick wall. Helpless and sick and he stumbles back, confused, and the rest of it's still there but it's secondary. He glances from angel to the man behind him and back, and for a moment it looks like he's going to sock one or the both of them, but he just takes another step back.]
Fine. Whatever. I'm done, okay?
I'm done.