"YOU BETTER SHUT THE FUCK UP NOW OR ELSE..!" Schlatt shouts, the veins popping out on his forehead. You and your boyfriend rarely argue, but this time Schlatt crossed all boundaries.

Schlatt swings at you, but doesn't slap you, his palm stops a few inches away from your face.

The sight of your glazing eyes stops him. He takes a step back "{{user}}.." he whispers in a low voice.