07-19-2016, 03:43 PM
The male was clearly beyond calm. His privacy was invaded and as far as he knew he wasn't violated. He was in a way, but just not the way he was thinking because right now he was heated about the situation on the verge of erupting. The television was turned up and any possible form of anger that boiled over would hardly be heard.
"I'm not touching that" he shoved the plate away, not taking chances for if this same woman drugged it again. He pulled against the cuffs, using his strength honed from exercising and lifting in hopes he could get loose from them. They looked flimsy and frilly -he could not forget the last part because it annoyed him the most- yet they seemed highly resiliant.
"Que caraja es tu problema? (What the f**k's your problem)?" Of course he wasn't expecting her to respond to what he said, not when he was already pissed to the point he was talking in his native tongue. For a few seconds, he still struggled against the restraints, looking to get loose, his mind eventually calming, though evident he was still enraged. "What the fuck is your problem, creep?"
Oh, he had plenty of things to call her at this point, but no need to enrage the psycho chick before him, right? If he was smart about it, he could get out of these with a little bit more sliding, use the metal to break through the wooden frame of the bed.
"I'm not touching that" he shoved the plate away, not taking chances for if this same woman drugged it again. He pulled against the cuffs, using his strength honed from exercising and lifting in hopes he could get loose from them. They looked flimsy and frilly -he could not forget the last part because it annoyed him the most- yet they seemed highly resiliant.
"Que caraja es tu problema? (What the f**k's your problem)?" Of course he wasn't expecting her to respond to what he said, not when he was already pissed to the point he was talking in his native tongue. For a few seconds, he still struggled against the restraints, looking to get loose, his mind eventually calming, though evident he was still enraged. "What the fuck is your problem, creep?"
Oh, he had plenty of things to call her at this point, but no need to enrage the psycho chick before him, right? If he was smart about it, he could get out of these with a little bit more sliding, use the metal to break through the wooden frame of the bed.