[It gets worse. Tim doesn't see it getting any better. The flinch at sudden movement isn't over the top, it's not meant to draw any more attention to the scuffle brewing in the middle of the office. Tired aides and goffers stare longer than they should before (intelligently) bowing out of sight.
The wall triggers that need to escape- it's something hard and unfeeling and with how he's poised it uncomfortably touches on his shoulder blades. Tim makes to pull back, a grimace on his lips.]
Flirt with-- you mean the Bitmoji--?
[How Brucie Wayne hasn't gotten a bullet through his thick skull is a million dollar question for another day. There's no avatar hanging these overt threats over their heads that they can't smoke out. There isn't. But more to the point,
and said through grit teeth that may or may not be bracing for an actual hit,] Let's cool off, get some fresh air.
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The wall triggers that need to escape- it's something hard and unfeeling and with how he's poised it uncomfortably touches on his shoulder blades. Tim makes to pull back, a grimace on his lips.]
Flirt with-- you mean the Bitmoji--?
[How Brucie Wayne hasn't gotten a bullet through his thick skull is a million dollar question for another day. There's no avatar hanging these overt threats over their heads that they can't smoke out. There isn't. But more to the point,
and said through grit teeth that may or may not be bracing for an actual hit,] Let's cool off, get some fresh air.
[-is this a Zero Tolerance workplace?]