"Come on," Blaze said in the same tone, "Tell me." "I told you no!" Bolt said, rage halfway to full. "Tell me," Blaze said in the same tone. Only 1 second went by before Blaze was hit by a chef's knife in the right shoulder. She was then uppercutted, and stuck into the ground by the chef knife's blade by a raging Bolt. "Look," Bolt said ragingly, "I've fucking had a long fucking night! So would you fucking stop fucking worrying about my fucking black eye and just fucking get the fuck on with your fucking life?!" Bolt stepped his foot off the chef's knife and walked away.
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