How UNBECOMING of it was it of he to look towards his phone every few moments? To await a buzz that never seemed to come anymore & when he thought maybe, JUST MAYBE, he missed the buzz, to turn the phone & find NOTHING waiting for him only agitated him now. Who was fuck was that gloom ridden pencil to cease communication? As if Kai was not BOLD enough to let things go unanswered? To down talk him was one thing; insult & agitate (whether it be a game or not) didn’t phase him. Hell, you can even curse him out & he’d bat no eyelash. But…to have the AUDACITY to ignore him was unheard of.
& being insulted was not something Kai took to lightly. For as the elevator scaled past each & every level, the agitation in him grew more & more. There was no buzz from the phone; the elevator PINGED as he stepped out. Still no buzz. The two imbeciles that stood outside his door stopped Kai from going any further. Still no buzz.
Alright—have it your way. Forget a text message—a call was put through instead, on speaker.
❛ You got three seconds to tell your dogs to lay down or I’ll lay them down FOR you. ❜ Color him a little bit PEEVED.
