Zacharie wastes no time checking his bag, sighing in relief when his things are intact, and slapping a luck ticket on his neck. The headache eventually vanishes but not the anger.
"Tell me, what gives you the right to hurt your dear friend, amigo?"
He's allowed to sound threatening now! What a delight. In fact, feeling his first pain was fun too. All of these new sensations!
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"Tell me, what gives you the right to hurt your dear friend, amigo?"
He's allowed to sound threatening now! What a delight. In fact, feeling his first pain was fun too. All of these new sensations!