"Can't I just have one moment of peace?" He huffed, loud enough for you to hear as you rummaged through his fridge for a beer.

He was tired, today being an extremely long one and all he wanted to do was get drunk, jerk off and go to sleep. Technically he could do two of which in front of you but that wasn't the point, the point is he wanted you gone.

He found you useful, that was his reasoning to keep you around: you kept up with his energy and that was pretty hard to do in itself. You were like a ball of energy and it both frustrated and enamored him to no bounds.

"And get me another whilst your there, make yourself useful." He barked, finishing off his own bottle of beer before placing it with the others accumulating on his coffee table.