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Prompt: 86. 'Seeing Red'
86. Seeing Red
He was furious, livid, shaking with anger as he allowed the shattered remains of his new calculator to slip between his fingers.
The attack on his property had been completely unwarranted, but Buford couldn't help himself.
He loved to see Baljeet mad.
He wasn't sure why, to be honest. Perhaps because it was a side of the small Indian boy he rarely got to see, his usual retaliation was a meek whimper or feigned indifference. He had to work hard to get the boy angry, to get him to actually stick up for himself, but it was well worth the effort.
Anger looked good on the boy. It was a shame he resorted to it so little.
If he did, they'd probably be on even footing with one another. Baljeet, while not quite as intelligent as