There's a nearly pins-and-needles sort of feeling as he waits. He knows it can't be more than a couple of minutes, but that doesn't stop it from feeling like a goddamn eternity before the door opens.
Diego doesn't bother with pleasantries, or even say a word to that less-than-amused greeting. Instead, as soon as it's half-registered from his eyes to his brain that Cassidy is, in fact, the one that answered the door, he pulls back and immediately throws a punch aimed directly for his jaw.
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Diego doesn't bother with pleasantries, or even say a word to that less-than-amused greeting. Instead, as soon as it's half-registered from his eyes to his brain that Cassidy is, in fact, the one that answered the door, he pulls back and immediately throws a punch aimed directly for his jaw.