“Oh yeah? What gives you the right to tell me where to move?”
The face paint and wig was off. This wasn’t me clowning around.
“I’m the owner of Revived Warrior Offices. We plan on expanding to other parts of Hollandus Landing to increase our local presence. Also, rumor has it that you might be bankrupt.”
You predatory son of a–
“So now you know my financial situation? What’s next, you’re going to tell me about my age, where I was born, and my three sizes, too?” I yelled.
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