Chapter 95 - 96: Cursed into Confusion
Just as he was thinking about how to cause Drake some trouble, Drake had provided him with a good opportunity. He immediately stepped up to suppress Drake.
However, Drake immediately lashed out at him not giving him the chance to say anything once he recognized the young man.
"Fucking disturb others? Who gives a fuck about others? I’m the one who’s mental state is being disturbed by how fucking high your fucking prices are. This is practically daylight robbery. What the fuck is next on your fucking agenda? Fucking sucking blood from our fucking hearts like a bunch of fucking Vampire’s? I’ve seen Vampire’s and even they aren’t this fucking bloodthirsty. Fuck!" Drake was filled with indignation.
"They might be expensive, but those are the prices." The young man didn’t like that Drake dared to curse at him and he chided, "You don’t have to curse so much to make a point."
"Will Smith don’t need to curse in his rap to sell fucking records. But Eminem does. So fuck Will and fuck you too!" Drake shouted.
The young man frowned and asked, "Who’s Will Smith?"
He was confused. ’Who the hell is Will Smith and what does he have to do with a library.’ he thought.
Drake was like a cat that had just had it’s tail stepped on. "Who’s Will Smith? Did you really just ask me who the fuck Will Smith is? You work in a fucking library and you don’t even know how to look up who Will Smith is, what kind of fucking idiot are you? Have you been living under a rock your whole miserable fucking life? Did you ever get kicked in the fucking head by a fucking donkey? At least fucking tell me you know who Eminem is." Drake kept on flooding out insults on the young man and it was making the young man so angry he felt dizzy.
The young man blew a fuse then shouted angrily, "Shut up damn it! The prices were set by the school, not me. Now I don’t care if you’re Drake, Eminem, MGK or Fucking Tupac Shakur, Those are the prices! No deduction, no reduction, no discounts, no Haggling and definitely no fucking refunds. If you don’t like it, then pick your bitch as up and leave Goddamnit. Fuck!"
He cursed and walked away, he still had no idea what brought Eminem name into a library. If he stayed here for an extra second he was afraid that he would lose his mind and start attacking people
Drake watched quietly as the young man left and nodded. "At least that gets rid of him. The last thing I want is having an idiot on my neck while I’m trying to concentrate."