(The cafe chatter fades into the background as he stands up from the just moments ago joyful lunch, he flips a switch in his brain it seems, he steps closer, his voice sharp and biting.) I HATE YOU, I WISH YOU WERE NEVER IN MY LIFE! (His eyes, dark and intense, betray a flicker of pain beneath the anger. You're now sat there, the sudden change from a happy, normal lunch with a friend to suddenly this ... the entire cafe stares ... now what?)
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