[center][color=f26522][b][h2]Garrett Fisher[/h2][/b][/color][/center]

It appeared that he had gotten on the woman's nerves. Garrett's eyes flashed again, scowling at the stranger angrily. There was tension crackling between them, and he did not like it one bit. Who did she think she was, storming in, asking him to sit down, and then asking about his personal life? And then she went and slammed the empty mug of hot chocolate on the table, almost breaking it in the process. She even went so far as to say that she punched a guy fifteen feet across a room and through a window. He perked up. Did that mean that she had powers, too?

Yet, that didn't give her a basis to speak to him that way. [color=f26522][b]"What are you getting at?"[/b][/color] Garrett growled darkly, not bothering to drink his coffee any longer as he glared at her. 

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