He is manipulating me because he can, and he knows how.

Tosser.

“Fine, but I will continue my night once you’ve brought me up to speed. It is my job, after all. I don’t intend to stay upstairs with you longer than I have to.” I’m losing the anger in my tone, replacing it with fatigue. Pissed at him for all of this but no energy to fight him anymore. I’m still recovering from last night’s booze fest and only still down here out of stubbornness because I didn’t want ...