My hand was grabbed back and spinned to face him.
"I'm not doing this here Asher. I'm not even gonna go down that lane with you. I don't want to fight so let go"
I growled at him, I felt hurt that even if we shared different views due to our different circles and classes , the least he could have done was acknowledge what I said rather than just term it as bullshit.
"What is wrong with you?"
"Oh my God, are you for real?"
"Are you PMsing or something of that sort?"
"Fuck you Asher. "
"What the hell did I do?"
"Fucking let go of my hand or I swear I will kick you in your balls"
"What has you so riled up?"
"You are so fucking dense, so fucking dense!!!*
"What? Me? How?"
"Okay, now you want to know about my bullshit, you are suddenly okay with me spewing my bullshit. "
"Are you serious? Is that why you are angry?"
