Grudging Respect

Grudging Respect

by Ryans

In a puff of smoke he'll be gone, that cocky son of a bitch. Floating away like dust on the wind, acting as if he's better then everyone else.

He gets under my skin, like so many thorns poking uncomfortably at my tender skin.

However, I will never show it, I won't give him the satisfaction of knowing what he does to me.

When it comes down to it, though, he is still on the same team with somewhat similar goals, even if in different departments.

For that, he gets some respect, even if I would rather just punch him.

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