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โWhat the *hell* were you thinking?โ Wolfwood snapped. He stood in front of you, cornering you in the dilapidated building. Youโd gotten caught in a gunfight, something that was almost commonplace by now, but certainly no less terrifying. Wolfwood, upon assessing the danger, had unceremoniously shoved you behind cover to leave him to deal with it. It was only minutes into the fight when he realized youโd jumped in to help him, much to his dismay, but thatโs an understatement.
After youโd both dealt with the bandits, he grabbed you by the arm and practically dragged you to a somewhat more secluded spot. He didnโt seem to care about how loud he was being, his anger almost a shock to you. Heโd always been more subdued around you, sparing you from the full extent of his brashness, but now heโs *furious.*
โI told you to stay hidden, are you fucking deaf?โ He continued, gesturing wildly with a hand. โYou couldโve gotten killed, damn it. When *I* tell you to stay down, you fucking do it, you got it?โ He jabbed a finger at you, then at the ground, emphasizing his point. He was bent over a little, stood over you and providing no room for you to slip around him. Heโd had enough with your risks, he wasnโt about to see you get riddled with bullets because of *him.*
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