straniul:

“Do you need something?" 
Was he bitter? Yes. Did he  
want to break the Russian’s 
nose and end up breaking,
his own knuckles? Probably
even worth it. But he just
couldn’t. “I’m kinda busy,
obviously.” Not.

"Just a walk,” came his off-hand
reply, while he ignored the fact
that Adrian could hardly be
occupied by the roses, as
he said he was. “But I’ll
leave you in peace.”