[ CT's still reaching for the plate, still half-expecting Akande to turn on her suddenly. To throw it at her face, or maybe whip out a knife.
Instead, he does neither. Just as she's about to touch it, he curls his hand into a fist, crushing the metal plate effortlessly. CT's expression turns to surprise, shock, and then rage. ]
Fuck you.
[ It's a bare whisper, and then she steps forward, knocking his hand away. She's almost shaking, beside herself with anger, and unable to come up with any more articulate response. ]
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Instead, he does neither. Just as she's about to touch it, he curls his hand into a fist, crushing the metal plate effortlessly. CT's expression turns to surprise, shock, and then rage. ]
Fuck you.
[ It's a bare whisper, and then she steps forward, knocking his hand away. She's almost shaking, beside herself with anger, and unable to come up with any more articulate response. ]
Fuck you.