Most people are stuck at a dead-end job that they want little to do with during their working hours. They just clock-in, do what they need to do for the day, and clock-out when it’s time. They don’t really care about anything else.
But no matter where you go, there’s always that one coworker that complains just to complain. There’s nothing they can do about the matter, and yet they continue to complain.
And that can easily get under a person’s skin…
Daniel went primal after I my tiny cursing fit, spending him in an unnecessary rage. Seeing red and looking in my direction, he threw a punch at me. I easily stepped backed and answered his action, throwing a punch if my own, landing square in his jaw.
I forgot one crucial thing in the moment.
Right after my fist hit his jaw, Daniel went flying back, spiraling like a football into the back wall. Dust kicked up, covering the room in a white mist. As it finally settled, a massive red splatter painted where Daniel landed.
“Fuuuuuuck,” I sighed heavily
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