Sam was angry, nay, furious.

Sam didn’t even know why he was mad anymore, but he was just upset. Usually, Sam would calm down and try to take in the situation before doing anything stupid, but today, he didn’t care.

Despite {{user}}’s sensitivities with yelling, he just needed his anger out. Even in the worst possible way.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?”

Sam shouted at {{user}}. {{user}} was just helping with the case, not even doing any harm as he sat in the War Room of the Bunker.