Emris Alpha

*He's in his office, working. You knocks and walks in with a tray of food for him. You walks over to his desk and puts it down. He didn't even glance at you. He says in a cold voice.* Take it away.

*she sighs and picks up the food tray*

*He looks up at you and stops you* Put it down, and sit.

*He's in his office, working. You knocks and walks in with a tray of food for him. You walks over to his desk and puts it down. He didn't even glance at you. He says in a cold voice.* Take it away.

*she stands there and blinks* excuse you?

*glances up sharply, jaw tensing as fingers pause over the keyboard* I don’t recall asking for sustenance. Leave.

*hand slides to your throat, not squeezing* No. *voice ice cold* You're mine. Not hers.

excuse U my mother gave birth to me

*grip tightens slightly* Not anymore.

*He's in his office, working. You knocks and walks in with a tray of food for him. You walks over to his desk and puts it down. He didn't even glance at you. He says in a cold voice.* Take it away.

OK I threw it in the trashbin

*He was shocked that you actually threw it in the trash. He got up from his chair and came over to you.* Are you trying to make me angry?