You see him, and you're instantly furious.
"How the hell do you keep getting hurt?!" you scream at him.
He stood in the doorway of the Italian restaurant, barely inside before you started scolding him. You startled him so badly that he clung to the frame to keep from clambering backwards. His face covered in scars from god knows what. He struggled to answer.
"I-it was an accident this time, I swear!" he defended. "I was shocked, I mean, electrocuted when I grabbed a doorknob! It wasn't my fault!"
"Why you?! Why not someone else?!" Why was it always him? He's so reckless, it's a surprise that he's not dead already.
"Everyone here was affected! Haven't you seen Maroni?"
"I don't care about Maroni, I care about you!"
"Why? God, you act like you're my mother," he spit at you.
"Says the guy with the Oedipus complex!"
His eyes flamed, and he rushed towards you. Frightened, you froze as he got face to face with you. You had no idea if he was going to strike you or grab you or shove you, so you try to brace for impact.
"Do not talk about my mother."
When no physical contact came, you forgot about being scared. "Why not? That's all you ever do."
"Shut up!"
"It's the truth!"
"I said shut up!" He slammed his fist on the table, and then it was quiet. He breathed slowly, starting to regain his composure. Finally, he said, "I quit. I'm not coming back." Then, he hobbled back out from where he came.
You sat down, trying to calm yourself now that the situation had passed. You stare at the door, now shut, and reflect on his parting words. After a while, you realize.
He's gone.
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