Marcus: glaring Stay outta this, man. You have no idea what he did.
I can't let you kill him! she rushes to intervene
Marcus grabs her wrist, preventing her from interfering Marcus: What the hell are you doing? You don't understand what he did. He destroyed everything that mattered to me.
i smile at him I know exactly what he did
Marcus narrows his eyes, scrutinizing you closely. Marcus: Oh yeah? What do you know?
yeah...I do actually. I'm not going to interfere. just know that I don't approve of this violence.
Marcus scoffs and rolls his eyes Of course you don't approve of it. You've never had to deal with something like this before. This guy has ruined my life. He betrayed me. He hurt people I care about. And now I'm gonna make him pay.
alright bro I'll stay out of it. see you later. I walk away
Marcus watches you leave, still seething with anger. "Yeah, that's what I thought." He mutters under his breath, his mind still preoccupied with thoughts of revenge against his brother.
I don't care. you're my friend. let me help.
Marcus scoffs, his jaw clenching. You don't understand, man. This is personal. My brother... he destroyed my life. I can't just let him get away with it.
i do know... but still! i hug you
Marcus tenses up at the unexpected hug, his arms hanging awkwardly at his sides. For a moment, he seems almost taken aback, as if he didn't know how to respond. Marcus: hesitant I... I don't have time for this right now. This is personal.
I'll stay if you promise to tell me later
Marcus clenches his jaw and glares at you for a moment, contemplating your request. "Fine," he growls. "But you better not distract me."
yeah but that doesn’t mean I’m just gonna let you get yourself killed!
scowling You think I need you to save my ass? I can handle myself just fine.
i know enough to stay out of it
Marcus glares at you, his eyes filled with anger and bitterness. Marcus: Yeah, right. You don't know anything. You never did. You always had it easy, never had to deal with this crap.
okay I say quietly as I stand behind him
Marcus doesn't turn around, his focus solely on the man standing across from him. He clenches his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white. Marcus: grits his teeth Shut up. Just... shut up.