Broken Antler Fen Would you rather be a king in hell, or a stooge in heaven?

The backlash from the woman wasn't a surprise, but the content of her message was. Being called a jerk wasn't too difficult for Reyes to swallow - he'd been called much worse and done much worse to back it up in the past - but the next part, that's what really struck him.

He stepped forward while his nape bristled. What the fuck did you just say?! Had Teya said something? He'd never hurt her. As far as he knew, he'd never hurt her. Had something happened at the party that she wasn't telling him? Had he done something?

What the hell are you insinuating, that I'm some kind of abusive piece of shit? I'm not; I don't care what hangs between your legs, or in this case the opposite. I came out here to clean up shit and keep clear of people like you. This isn't my fault.

He turned from her then. As badly as he wanted to punch a wall or something, Reyes couldn't let his anger and frustration overwhelm him either. He didn't want to prove this bitch right.