[He feels himself bristle, an irritated flush lightly colouring across the tops of his cheeks, and he drops his head slightly to pinch the bridge of his nose with his thumb and forefinger.]
Why does this feel like I'm not gonna be given a fucking choice in the matter whether I want to be here or not.
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Why does this feel like I'm not gonna be given a fucking choice in the matter whether I want to be here or not.