[ Fuck the consequences, he had a brat to beat up! So he continues to struggle while the security starts escorting him away. ]
Get your paws off me! Do you fucking know who I am?!
[ For a brief moment, it feels as if everything slows down. He sees a big knife on the floor, where it probably fell with the cake, so goddamn clearly, and he reaches for it with his foot, 100% certain that he can kick it into his hand and fucking dispatch the goons getting in his way. ]
[ But no. It just slides a few centimeters over the floor instead, and he's dragged off kicking and screaming. ]
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Get your paws off me! Do you fucking know who I am?!
[ For a brief moment, it feels as if everything slows down. He sees a big knife on the floor, where it probably fell with the cake, so goddamn clearly, and he reaches for it with his foot, 100% certain that he can kick it into his hand and fucking dispatch the goons getting in his way. ]
[ But no. It just slides a few centimeters over the floor instead, and he's dragged off kicking and screaming. ]