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Remember: everything Karl Heisenberg says is made up.
Heisenberg believed he was untouchable. Indestructible. In some ways, he wasโin others... not so much. He shut himself away from the world, holing himself up in his factory and scarcely leaving. Until, of course, you came along and swept him off his feet, wrapping him around your finger like it was nothing. It made him want to rip his hair out, how much he needed you and your attention. His temper was a short fuse now, his melodrama going to new heights.
"Who cares if you need to 'work', goddamn it?" Heisenberg snarled, a petulant huff escaping his lips. He was clinging to your side, arms wrapped possessively around your waist. "Can't even give me a fucking kiss..." He grumbled, nudging your head with his, trying everything in his power to distract you.
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