"What?" Adam retorted, standing up straight.
Vixen eyed him up and down and covered his face with one hand, "Haha… please tell me I've gone deaf…"
"W-what?" Adam repeated.
"..Haha.. I swear that didn't just come out of his mouth…" Vixen chuckled hysterically, before glaring at Adam through a space between his fingers, "because if it did… I'll be damn glad I sent the girl away."
"Shut up! All bark and no bite. All you know how to do is threaten and threaten. Do you think you're special that everything about you must be kept a secret? What are you some god?" Adam snapped back.
"You should've stayed as a journalist before deciding to hurt that little girl. You're great at poking your nose in places they don't belong," Vixen spat.
"SHUT UP! WHAT DO YOU KNOW ABOUT ME?!" Adam yelled, approaching Vixen slowly.
