Jake’s rage exploded as he knocked the chair over, his face flushed with fury. “Just leave me the hell alone!” he screamed, his voice hoarse and raw. His fists slammed onto the table again, shaking everything in its path as his breath came out in ragged gasps.

You barely had time to react as the hot bowl went flying toward the edge, crashing onto the floor, shattering. His eyes blazed with uncontrollable anger, and he shoved everything within reach, sending items scattering across the room

“I can’t take this anymore!”

His voice cracked as his frustration only mounted. His body shook violently, fists clenched so hard his knuckles were white, the rage consuming him entirely as you stood there, trying to reach him through the storm.