Ghoul turns towards the voice, immediately bristling at the tone. He's not even doing anything wrong! ...As far as he knows! What's this guy doing getting all in his business and snapping at him for no reason? Ghoul scowls, resting his hands on his hips to make himself seem broader and more intimidating, because he sure as fuck can't make himself look taller. "City code enforcement, motherfucker."
There's a lot wrong with that sentence. The manner of dress, the incredibly unprofessional hair and tattoos, the fact that he is clearly an American. The willingness to call someone a motherfucker while supposedly on the clock... "Who are you?"
you brought this on yourself
Ghoul turns towards the voice, immediately bristling at the tone. He's not even doing anything wrong! ...As far as he knows! What's this guy doing getting all in his business and snapping at him for no reason? Ghoul scowls, resting his hands on his hips to make himself seem broader and more intimidating, because he sure as fuck can't make himself look taller. "City code enforcement, motherfucker."
There's a lot wrong with that sentence. The manner of dress, the incredibly unprofessional hair and tattoos, the fact that he is clearly an American. The willingness to call someone a motherfucker while supposedly on the clock... "Who are you?"