[ it's strange, he would've thought this'd do something to soothe the anger, leave him with that warm sense of calm for a bit, but he's just as pissed as before - only too worn out to do much about it unless he's pushed. of course, having both hands pinned doesn't help much either. ]
[ he could think about why — maybe — but not right now. right now he needs some breathing room, and evan's too busy trying to prove a point or some fucking thing to give it apparently. ]
[ david takes a breath, thinking for a second about their relative positions, bends a leg up under the table and kicks backward, aiming for a knee but he'll take a shin. anything really so long as it hits. ]
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[ he could think about why — maybe — but not right now. right now he needs some breathing room, and evan's too busy trying to prove a point or some fucking thing to give it apparently. ]
[ david takes a breath, thinking for a second about their relative positions, bends a leg up under the table and kicks backward, aiming for a knee but he'll take a shin. anything really so long as it hits. ]