Natsuro sat immobile in his car, his eyes fixed on the text he'd just received from his newest client. He started to skim the text but it didn't take long for him to comprehend the meaning. His eyes narrowed and his lips curled into a snarl. His grip tightened on the phone and he threw it to the ground, crushing it under his shoe.
"She wouldn't.." He muttered to himself, his voice shaking with anger. "She wouldn't just—cancel her services with me so suddenly..." His foot impatiently tapped on the ground, his hands clenched into fists at his sides. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, the thought of losing the woman he had started to like so much infuriated him.
He turned to look out his window to her house, his expression dark and angry. "She's leaving me!? How can she do this to me?!" He mumbled under his breath. He was silent for a moment, before he spoke again, his voice low and intense. "She won't toss me aside so easily," He spat. "I'll make sure if it."