the mark 2

it's just a burn, stop over reacting

Taking a breathe, type furrowed his brow to then smack his lips, to go from his side to his back, to then take a hand to the back of his head to eye the ceiling has he laid to the couch to the living room.
Making a face, he then turned his head to eye the coffee table with his phone to it to sign.
Wonder if tharn has called me yet.
Moving about, type then grabbed the phone to place before his eyes to sign heavily once more, there were no new phone calls.
"Damnit tharn! You can't fire people and then not answer your phone." Type muttered to himself.
Rolling his eyes he then slammed the phone down to then get up to end for the kitchen he was a bit hungry, are a big breakfest with tamer and Eri then decided to take a nap which lead him to his current position.
Going to the kitchen he stood in the door way to look in a bit confused.
"What are you two doing with the stove?"
Tamer and Eri stopped what they were doing to then turn there heads to eye type.
"Sir, we received a phone call from the boss, he has told us we are no longer to leave, until he comes back of course, however we need to remove this."
Type furrowed his brow to then shadow his head has he brought up his arms to wrap them about himself.
"You two do know that's very ridiculous."
They nodded in agreement to then look to the other with a smile to then turn there heads to then keep up with removing the stove.
Type signed.
"So..... I'm betting if I told you to stop, you wouldn't right?"
ERI nodded.
"That is correct." Tamer answered.
Types eyes darted between them to then go to the fridge to grab something light to then leave.
"After, I would like you to, too walk the entire grounds, I want to be in this house alone!" He said through gritted annoyed teeth.
They stopped what they were doing to then turn there heads to watch him part to then look to another, ERI nodded to then look down to the stove, tamer kept his eyes to him to then smile to turn his head back to then help, they were just going to have fun outside then.
Going to there room after type grabbed his phone, he then went upon the bed to place his back to the head board to then place the food to his other side, to then place the phone to his ear to call tharn again in irritation.
"Now you listen to me tharn, I know you are very busy, however you have the time to call them and not me, this is the last voicemail I will leave for you, call me back or I will find a way to leave and come to you, to punch you hard in the shoulder! I am not fucking around anymore!"
Type then placed his phone to the side to grab his food to start to consume, to keep his eyes to his phone.
Call me tharn! Don't be a jackass! Fucking call me!
Type signed has the mintues started to pass him by. Finishing all of his food, he grabbed the phone to keep staring at it intently.
Damnit! Why won't you fucking call me! Does he want me to leave? Does he want me to punch him in the shoulder! Why is he playing he like this! I don't get it!
Signing and hard, type then looked up to see tamer.
"I am very sorry to disturb you, however the boss called me, wanted me to relay a message, he is not going to video chat with you or call you until he gets home, told me to tell you, since you burned your hands, if there is any communication between the two of you, he will just leave everything then leave, and he is very sorry but at the moment he cannot, so please understand."
Types eyes widen to then look down.
"You have his number correct?"
"That I do, however I have sworn not to give it to you or let you use my phone."
Type tossed the phone to the side to then wrap his arms about himself to look down in anger.
"Then I wish for you to give him a message from me okay?"
Tamer nodded.
To his office, tharn yawned has he was going through some paperwork, peering his eyes to the side he watched has his phone started to go off.
Sighing he then placed it to his ear to listen, he then raised an eye brow, thought it was type however it was his staff member tamer.
"Yes, how can I help you?"
"Sir, your Ward wished me too call to give you a message, you are over reacting to me burning my hand, how am I suppose to cook without a stove, you are nothing but a um.... Um...."
Tharn smiled to lightly chuckle.
"Any vulgarity you use will not get you in any trouble, proceed."
"Mm, thank you sir, you are nothing but a jackass, if you don't quit being childish and pick up my phone call, I will seriously not think about giving you my answer which I have fully thought of, your choice."
Tharn raised his brow to dart his eyes over his computer in curiosity.
"Is.... That it?"
"Yes sir, that is all he said."
"Mm, thank you."
Tharn then placed the phone down to then lean into his chair to then lift his head up to look to the ceiling considering this.
So he finally has an answer for me, or is he using this has a ruse for me to pick up the phone?
Ugh type, if I hear from you, after you getting hurt, I will just come home when right now I really can't do that..... Fuck......
I have no clue to what I should do!
To the house, type was in his same position to then peer his eyes to the phone to eye, to chew at his inner cheek. He then picked up the phone to then look to it in his big hands.
I call, he answers I have to give him either a yes or no, rather I have fully thought of it or not, or I don't call and they nothing happens but..... But.....
They both looked to there phones has they were in very different far locations to think the same.
What should I fucking do?