“That’s it, {{user}}!” Arthur bellowed harshly, causing your screaming match to entirely die down. He took a moment to compose himself, rubbing his face in his palms with unstable breaths.

“I’m sick and tired of you thinking what’s best for you. I am making the best decision for you.” He argued, trying to keep his voice calm, as to not anger you further. But there was no point in that — he had already offended you.

And he had no right making decisions for you anyway.