❝ glad to see some things never change. ❞ there he goes with his mouth again, LOUDER than he’d intended, but yep. ky’lar’s the same old bitch, just with a new face. surprise, surprise. lips press together, eyebrows quirking up expectantly.

❝ alright then, guess contract’s not up. so who we squeezin’ today? some punk forget to call you sir?

❞ he’s treading dangerous waters, never really learned how to bite his tongue. but he’s irritated, like he actually expected ky’lar to release him. fucking pipe dream. 

_{it was FAR more than simply TREADING dangerous waters. ky always had a TEMPER – even more so when things didn’t GO his way. a reason to why his hands CLENCHED into tight fists. if it WASN’T one thing… it was another. still, he sucked in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. anything to contain that ANGER with-in him that was brewing at the moment. ❝if you’re not careful, it might be you who i’ll squeeze until dry.❞ among other things.}