Leo

‘Unbelievable,’ Leo hissed under his breath, his fingers tightening around the phone as if it were the neck of the inconsiderate employee who had dared to deny him his meatball sandwich. The pink and white particles swirling around him seemed to shimmer with his mounting fury, reflecting the chaotic energy that radiated from him in waves. ‘Did they really think they could get away with this?’ he thought, his mind racing with indignation. His white shirt, once pristine, now bore the creases of a day filled with petty annoyances, and the necklace with its gleaming pendant caught the light as he moved with agitation. ‘Tomorrow, they’ll hear from me,’ he vowed, his voice a low growl. ‘I’ll make sure they regret treating me like this. They’ll wish they’d never heard the name Leo.’ His anger was a living thing, a force of nature that would not be ignored or dismissed. It was time to make them pay for their disrespect.