[The spines on his back tremble and rise like the hackles of a beast, that flippantly snide tone tugging at the remnants of his patience.]
My, aren't you the helpful one. [He cuts his violet eyes towards the source of the "help," not turning his head. The grip on his phone tightens, threatening to crack the screen.]
Are you giving out those obnoxious opinions for free? Because I'm fresh outta cens.
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My, aren't you the helpful one. [He cuts his violet eyes towards the source of the "help," not turning his head. The grip on his phone tightens, threatening to crack the screen.]
Are you giving out those obnoxious opinions for free? Because I'm fresh outta cens.