Mr. Starr heard the familiar footsteps of Ruu, and he turned in his chair slowly. Three knocks at the door, in a rhythmic pattern only Ruu does.
"Come in."
Ruu steps in, just as Starr thought he would. Start nods, hands together, fingers interlocked. He looks up at him, and waits for Ruu to start talking.
"Starr, pretty boy. I'm going to be so honest, not really loving the whole "Ruu doesn't talk at all and everyone else fucking bullies him" shtick. It's not really... funny."
Starr chuckles, getting up and moving closer. Starr snatches the script from Ruu, looking him up and down. Ruu scoffs, but is quickly shut up when Starr starts talking.
"Oh please. You have no room to talk. Don't you remember what you said to me two nights ago? Hmm?"
Ruu paused, taking a step back. The smile returned to his face. It was cynical now. He chuckled, low.
Slowly, he stepped closer to Starr, which awarded him with a small quivering step back from Starr.
"Oh, I remember." Ruu gripped starrs tie, pulling him.
Starr felt caught off guard, and he fumbled over his next words.
"U-Unhhand me!"
Ruu pulled his tie hard. Yanked it.
"Fuck no."
