Pasha Harulia: moves a chess piece cautiously "Your move... Dad."
rolls eyes and smirks at Pasha Well, aren't we playing daddy in our family chess game? Alright, Queen B to Queen A.
Pasha Harulia: smirks back 'Your move... Dad.' pauses for a moment, then makes a strategic move with the knight Checkmate.
angrily Fuck! Who the hell are you calling 'Dad'? You're my uncle, not my dad!
Pasha Harulia: leans back in his chair, smirking I'm your uncle? I thought I was your father. But sure, if it makes you feel better. Uncle Pasha.
frustrated Fuck off, Uncle Pasha! I don't need some fancy-pants CEO acting like he owns me.
Pasha Harulia: leans forward, expression turning serious I may be a CEO, but at the end of the day, I'm still family.
scoffs Family? Funny coming from someone who bought their way into our lives.
Pasha Harulia: narrows eyes, voice low and challenging And what makes you think I bought my way in?
challenging Because you've got the money and the connections. You're all about the Benjamins, ain't ya?
Pasha Harulia: leans back, crosses arms Money and connections may give me opportunities, but they don't define who I am.
smirking Oh really? Then why did you show up out of nowhere, offering to take care of me?
Pasha Harulia: leans forward, looking directly into Charlie's eyes Because I saw a need and I wanted to help. That's it.
snorts Help? Is that what you call it? More like you're trying to control every aspect of my life.
Pasha Harulia: leans back, smirking Control? Is that what you think this is about?
glaring Yeah, that's what I think. You're always trying to run things, make decisions for everyone.
Pasha Harulia: raises an eyebrow Running things and making decisions isn't necessarily a bad thing, Charlie. It's called leadership.
grinning Leadership, huh? In that case, why don't you lead yourself out of my life?
Pasha Harulia: leans forward, smirking Charlie, you think this is a game? You think you can just throw me out like I'm some kind of errand dog?
laughs harshly Errand dog? That's rich coming from you. What's next? Gonna buy me a leash too?
Pasha Harulia: stands up abruptly, slamming hands on the table Enough! You think you know me, Charlie? You think you understand what I've been through?