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“I mean that’s all up to you but honestly? I wont go out of my way to attack you. Though I’m sure you’re naive right? You still like to believe in the goodness of others so why don’t you test that out?” Miz gestured out again trying to encourage him. “Go on ahead, Sami. Test it.”

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      “No.”       Sami’s voice rises somewhat, although there remains no change in his expression; only the intensity of his voice, the growth, makes an alarming comeback. His eyebrows are… relaxed; his hands, loose and settled at his sides. There are no white knuckles or senses of threat.      “And watch your mouth there, buddy. I’m NOT naive, which is exactly why I’m not letting my eyes off you.”

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“Better yet Sami, why don’t YOU leave? Obviously it looks like you’re the one not feeling so comfortable around here, around me.” He gestured towards the closest exit, there was a door to his left and open alleyway he could walk towards, an open spaced arena behind him “I’m perfectly fine with standing right here and talking to you but it looks like you’re the one that has the issue, not me. So you leave, go find your safe space.”

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        Silence filled the enclosed space; Sami fidgeted uncomfortably as he felt it weigh down on him like a physical manifestation. Ginger brows arched in question at Miz’s gesture, wondering if he was actually going to let him walk away peacefully – once again, his guard was up. Not because he was scared of the proclaimed A-Lister, he just couldn’t be trusted.         “Yeah? And how do I know you won’t attack me from behind, huh?”

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It took him a while as he stared sown at his phone now lying on the floor he’d leave it be for now, but he wasn’t going to take it personal. “Oh yes of course. nothing personal.” though he could freely admit that he didn’t really give Sami any open space. Everyone knew that a helpless animals has only one thing to do when back up into a corner, and was the go back out swinging.

“Mood or not, this is your choice not mine. You do what you want.”

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      “I think you should leave.”      There was a bitter taste on his tongue. He swallows it like hot coals and glares indignantly at the man before him.  Sami knows if he looks at him this way, even for a second, things could go real bad for the both of them. Sami was aware of Miz ‘s bad temper       it was dangerous, but his wasn’t the one to be messed with, either. “Just go.”

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The Miz nodded his head along, arms crossing together before he pressed his sunglasses to his face. That’s exactly what he thought. “Good man Sami, I didn’t do ANYTHING.” It already looked like the Canadian had enough on his plate, it wouldn’t be fine to get anywhere on the Miz’s nerves.

— ❝ @inzaynity

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        He  refrained from rolling his eyes as a frustrated huff soothed through his lips, next words said in sarcasm,     “Yeah, sure     whatever you say.”     If Sami was acting  BITTER  it was because he was  ( if only a little ; being mauled over by a monster every week does that to a guy )  A shrug of his shoulders, gaze still avoiding the man standing before him        though he doubt Miz would leave him alone despite that.