Having Fun II

The guard scoffed.

"Fuck off. And I'm not your 'mate,' so—"

"Alright, buddy."

"I'm not your 'buddy' either."

"Alright, brother."

"I'm not your 'brother' either."

"Alright, little guy."

"I ain't your 'little guy.'"

"Alright, little bro."

"I ain't your 'little bro.'"

"Alright, little girl."

"Whatever... 'little girl.' I'm not your little girl."

"Alright, bitchface."

"KEEP THIS SHIT UP AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS."

"Alright, big strong ugly-looking man."

"KEEP THIS SHIT UP AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS."

"Alright, cool guy."

"KEEP YOUR MOUTH SHUT BEFORE I FUCKING KILL YOU!"

"So you won't get me out?"

Bang!

The guard slammed his foot into the ground, leaving a dent in the dirt.

"Yes, yes, I'll get you out, alright?! But in a fucking body bag, do you understand?!"

Malik revealed a mocking grin, victorious.