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"Now follow me, I'll take you to George's troop." He says as he starts walking, not even waiting for me to follow behind him.
"Wait." I speak.
He halts immediately. Not taking another step.
"What's your name?" I ask. Folding my fists tightly.
He turns his neck and looks down at me, his eyes gleaming with.. confusion? Disdain? Maybe both.
"I asked you a question. What is your name?" I press, my tone growing more aggressive and I don't even know why.
"I'm Tashian." He says.
"Trashcan. What a fitting name."
His brows twitch, "I said Ta–"
"You thought you could bad mouth my mentor in front of me and walk freely like nothing happened? Or do you look down on me so much that you think my presence doesn't matter?" my voice lowers as I take slow, careful steps toward him.
"What are you even talking ab–?"
"Do you think the apprentice of K the Enigma is a joke? No, forget about me, you dare call my mentor a bastard?" As I speak, my fingers dig into my palm.
