A N A T H E M I C

"I don't work for missing persons department," John reminded her. But he didn't leave though. "Name?" followed after a moment and if the name she carried had drifted into his world, he needed to know why.

"The last time he was seen he went by Mert Gemici. The most I can do is track him a couple years back in Naples where he was in some partnership with the Camorra,,, Right around the time you were heard to have been there too. I guess- I just wanted to see if this rabbit hole had a bottom? Do you know him? Or at least have heard of him?"

Angry & Irritated Sentences, Vol. 40

(Angry and irritated sentences from various sources. Adjust phrasing where needed)

"It's not polite to stare."

"Everyone is aware what a distinctive and enviable career path you've carved out for yourself, but you screwed it up!"

"How long are you going to keep up this wounded silence?"

"What did you just do?"

"Look, if you won't fix yourself a drink, sit down and be quiet, will you?"

"Why do you have to disagree with everything I say?"

"I'll have you know, I've been getting compliments on my attire all day!"

"You were supposed to be tying up loose ends, not finding new ones!"

"Didn't I tell you not to bring that up again?"

"I'm not a piece of meat put on this earth for your gratification!"

"You're not very good at this, are you?"

"You always were more balls than tact."

"I want you to quiet down, hear me out, and listen to a little logic and reason!"

"Stop talking weird! You're saying a lot of words that don't make sense!"

"I don't take orders from you."

"You've been told a thousand times not to disturb things!"

"Find some other gullible fool to seduce. I don't have time."

"You made me look a complete fool. Don't you ever embarrass me like that again."

"What the fuck is the matter with you?"

"Your actions have brought an awful lot of trouble to my door too!"

"I'm alright! Will you please just leave me alone?"

"Could you maybe not break everything this time?"

"Do you take pleasure in sweeping things under the carpet, or do you just look as if you do?"

"Is this conversation actually useful?"

"That's low. Even for you."

"If you're going to have a pity party, at least put on better music."

"What's Latin for 'losing the will to live'?"

"I've never been stood up before!"

"Just because I'm successful doesn't make me stuck up!"

"Do you have any idea what you've done?"

"You always want to be the first, don't you?"

"I hate it when you have ideas. It makes me very nervous."

"I assume you're here to apologise?"

"What I do is none of your concern! You should learn a respect for privacy!"

"Is there a reason you're not answering your phone?"

"You've got all those brains and not a scrap of common sense!"

"You are such a narcissist!"

"Is this really necessary? No offence, but you sound kind of crazy!"

BENJAMIN POINDEXTER / BULLSEYE

"Practice ran late. Athanas is in one of their creative moods..." An eye roll accompanied Acrux's flat tone. He sat on the edge of the bed and pressed his lips against her forehead. The image of his mother- or a mother he couldn't exactly remember, flashed across his eyes. A boy sick, the fever soothed by a patient mother's lips feeling the temperature. How... warming. mutely painful... Fingers locked together, and his other hand encased theirs protectively.

"You need anything? Some tea? Water?"