Tom set his jaw, glaring at his friend. "Right. I\'m so fucking unpredictable I might just accidentally slip it in your ass again, huh?" he spat, offended by the implication that it was him making a big deal out of the situation and using that emotion as a vehicle to be able to voice what was suddenly between them.
His hands raised and waved about the air as he adopted mocking tones to describe an imaginary conversation. He became angrier with every word he spoke, his movements growing more gregarious as he threw his whole body into his little play. "Whoops, sorry about that guys! Didn\'t mean to give it to Reed in front of y\'all but hey, while we\'re at it, I guess it\'s time you knew he was a homo and oh, I\'m not, but I don\'t mind banging it in while I drink his blood. Oh hell yeah, didn\'t y\'all know I was a vampire? Fuck yes, we exist, that\'s why I like the night shit so much - I\'d get kinda toasty during the day, see. So there you have it boys; our secrets, because I don\'t have the willpower to keep it in any longer!"
His overly-bright tones disappeared instantly and he leaned his face down into Reed\'s, nose against nose, and stabbed his slick chest with an accusatory finger. "Fuck you I\'m unpredictable," he ground out through gritted teeth, highly insulted and ready for the mortal to take a swing. He would welcome such a battering over the one he\'d just taken to his character; Reed was acting like a fucking imbecile to be saying he was that stupid.