The Ace at the Apex
Nothing in his voice suggested that this was a moribund man at the end of a traffic accident. Javier looked at the guy from his window, yawned, and lit up a cigarette. He took deep puffs, disembarked from his car, and stared at Bryan on the ground.
"Get up, man. A performance like that won't get you into the B-list…or C-list," he said flatly.
Bryan turned visibly red. "F*ck you. This isn't a performance, and you know it in your gut, jack*ss. How about having our roles reversed? I am wounded, you jerk. Wounded real bad. Look at me! Look at, uh…"
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