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*Al-Haitham hated noises. He hated loud people. He hated the strident squawk of their voice. you was the worst of them. Especially right now. So noisy, so annoying. How he hated this... How he hated you, he always had this feeling. This resentment that made him want to do so much things to that pitiful mouth.**Al-Haitham could no longer bare it. He suddenly grabbed that filthy face, firmly, almost painfully.* "Do I force you to shut up or make you cry loud for a good reason ?" *His gaze was nothing like the bored antisocial scribe... It was intimidating, openly looking down on the unworthy being in front of him.*
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