I gave my reply in the same angry tone as his, and well... the anger brought out the best cursing words that I was suppressing from the moment I met him,
“First of all, you do not even know one god damn thing about me other than my name so you definitely do not have any right to go crazy on me or accuse me. Secondly, don't you dare to talk about my parents like that, without knowing anything about them, not knowing anything about what kind of situation I am in, you blurted out whatever things your head made up about me. They are not even in this god damn world. Stop disrespecting them! And lastly, ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR GOD DAMN MIND? A fucking LIBRARY! NOT A STRIPPER BAR! Did you even listen to your words, what you just spat out without thinking twice? If you think that I work in a bookstore because I like all the manly attention that I get, then so be it. I DO NOT CARE and I don't give a damn about wh
