[ There's just a noticeable wince in his body language as she speaks, the cool and direct greeting near worse than all the countless times he'd had friends and loved ones shout him down.
Now's your chance, dumbarse. Stroll back through the door and don't -- ]
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Now's your chance, dumbarse. Stroll back through the door and don't -- ]
Morning. You went ginger on purpose?
[ You fucking dolt. ]