Whatever. Whatever?

"Fuck you," he shot back, lowering to a normal volume again. He walked back to the door, glared at it, and then turned on her again suddenly. "I think I know now why you didn't want me to know you in real life. Because I'd figure out what a bitch you were."

Duncan did not normally use gendered insults. That particular one very rarely made it out of his mouth. But his social justice muscles were not caught up to his anger, so there it was.

He'd regret it later.