adachi losing it
When Adachi smashed his coffee mug into the floor, Dojima was truly shocked. “Enough!” Adachi screamed, hands fisting so tight that Dojima could see the vein throbbing behind his skin.
Adachi murmured in low voice. “Always ordering me around, making me doing all the stupid jobs. Who do you think you are!?” several people at the usually quiet police station began to look at their direction. “You think I’m only good at making coffee huh?” he poked Dojima’s shoulder with his finger. “Just an errand boy?” he poked again. “Just your bitch?” and again.
“Adachi, are you dru-“ Dojima’s only attempt to cut his partner’s rambling was quickly cut by another rambling.
“And to think I’ve fallen in love with you! What a fool I am!” people are beginning to gather around them while Dojima’s face grew paler and paler. “I know I can’t replace your oh-so-perfect dead wife, but at least think of my feeling!” his face turned red. “You know what? I’ve had enough. It’s your loss!”
Adachi turned, but then he remembered something. He faced Dojima again and screamed the F.U at Dojima’s face and finally walked away from the room with triumphant smile.