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Fuckin' cats. Fuckin' cats everywhere.

Who's responsible for this bullshit? Whose nuts do I have to introduce to their tonsils, eh?

If any of your furry little bastards even scratches me once, or leaves one stupid fucking hair on any of my shit, it's turning into a furry football.

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[ When he's asked, it almost seems like he's about to be sick again, but his fingers clench into his shirt, and after a moment of relative silence and making sure that nothing was going to come out, he shakes his head. ]

S'nothin'. In any case, fuck you, man. I thought she needed to relax, so I took her out. That's just where the night ended. I'm sure you've been there. It 'appens. It was a date, and that is none of your business.

I've never been there with someone like her. If you can't figure out what the fuck's wrong with that, I really ought to have hit you more than once.

[And the only reason he doesn't is because Rudy is looking as if he's about to be sick. Or turn into a werewolf.]

[ There's another tightening of his fist in his shirt before he shouts out, ]

Fine! Fucking fine! Jesus, will y'shut the fuck up already!? Christ!

[ He meets Sirius' eyes and, looking incredibly defeated, mumbles out, ]

Y'think I don't fuckin' know that? God, I feel shit enough about it already, y'don't have to make it worse.

Feeling shit about it doesn't exactly undo things.

[He would know. But Rudy looks pathetic right now and not much like the type who could withstand dementors, so Sirius almost feels sorry for him. At least enough to have some of his rage finally evaporate.]

You could apologize. To her.

'Apologise'? For what? 'Oh, sorry, love. Didn't mean t'shag ya. Honest mistake. Won't be doing it again.' or, 'oh! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go on a date with ya to see if things were still good. Sorry!' Yeah, cos that'll make her feel like a real winner.

[...why did you have to go and bring logic into this? Anyway, it has kind of worked, as Sirius steps back and after a moment of hesitation, offers him a hand up.]

Look. I even believe you didn't mean any harm, not that it makes you less of a wanker, but...

It just doesn't mix. Someone like you, or someone like me, with her.

She's better.

[ Rudy looks at Sirius' hand and begrudgingly takes it to pull himself up. He stands with his shoulders slumped, rubbing his sore jaw. ]

Well 'scuse me for thinkin' maybe I could get to enjoy spendin' some time with a sweet girl like her. Didn't know there'd be rules against that, but looks like you'll be fuckin' patrollin' round watchin' any girl I so much as look at, yeah?

[ He sighs and folds his arms. ] So if you're done assaultin' me in me own flat for shit I didn't do wrong, then would y'kindly just fuck off back to whatever hole y'crawled out of.

Not really, but I guess it's just too bad for you that you go after girls that like me more.

You can spend time with her, sure, but apparently you can't keep from fucking taking advantage and you honestly still don't see what's wrong with that. It's your luck that you're a bloody wimp, because you'd really deserve a lot more pain.

And you could do with bein' less of a fuckin' prick. You're lucky I don't call the bloody cops for that shit. Who the fuck just barges into a bloke's house and attacks him? Psychopaths, that's who.

[ Rudy reaches for his mobile and uses it to shoo Sirius toward the door. ]

And for the record, she is an adult, and I don't rape girls cos I don't have ta. Get lost. You're a bleedin' eyesore, you are.

Am I? Funny, Alisha doesn't seem to think so.

[So, fuck you, basically.]

Be less of an asshole, then there won't be reason to beat you up. Or at least be less of a coward and just stand up for yourself next time.

Anyway, I'm going.