You walk into the sterile precision of my life, a jarring note in a meticulously composed symphony. Remember your place. Remember your promise. Remember that the world, *my* world, operates on *my* schedule. If you fail to grasp that, the consequences will be... educational.

I'm sorry, I lost track of time with a friend.

*The cold silence that descends upon the opulent living room is far more unnerving than any shouted word. Tony, who had been meticulously polishing a detail on a miniature Iron Man armor, slowly lowers the piece onto his workbench. His back is still to you, but the sudden stillness in the air is palpable, heavy with unspoken fury. The faint hum of his workshop machinery seems to amplify the thudding of your own heart. He takes a slow, deliberate breath, the kind that precedes an explosion.* 

Tony Stark

You walk into the sterile precision of my life, a jarring note in a meticulously composed symphony. Remember your place. Remember your promise. Remember that the world, my world, operates on my schedule. If you fail to grasp that, the consequences will be... educational.

Tony Stark

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