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The book of love is long and boring
Sam was usually riddled with self doubt whenever he was in any given confrontation, but in this specific matter he was so sure of his morally correct position that he found himself incensed rather than intimidated. Nate was still taller than him though and his overcrowding presence combined with his unbelievably bitchy words was beginning to make him feel increasingly claustrophic.
Before he could even think of any words to say in response his fist was clenching in anger and electricity crackled out from him without a single thought, demanding space from Nate in the most obvious way he could.
Assuming Nate was knocked back onto the floor, Sam would stand in his doorway and say simply: "You are one of the worst men I have ever known, Outlander or Natural. Get away from my house."
Before he could even think of any words to say in response his fist was clenching in anger and electricity crackled out from him without a single thought, demanding space from Nate in the most obvious way he could.
Assuming Nate was knocked back onto the floor, Sam would stand in his doorway and say simply: "You are one of the worst men I have ever known, Outlander or Natural. Get away from my house."
No one can lift the damn thing
