Teach him a lesson
You hear him whimper like a pup.
"아니.. 아니... 아니... 나쁜 개. 집에 가서 딸딸이나 쳐."
"Oh damn, I love it when you talk like that baby."
You show your teeth and squeeze his arm tighter...then his throat. You can hear him gasping for breath. Your eyes light up as you watch the light leave his.
Choking, he caves. "Alright alright, I get it. Howling up the wrong tree."
"That's what I thought...개새끼." You loosen your grip, and slink back at into your seat as you watch him scamper away, tail tucked between his legs.
You then are startled by the thunderous voice of your boss..This man is gigantic, like a brick shithouse of a man. He's busting out of his white shirt, the buttons barely able to close. He is not fat, indeed, there is little fat on him. He's all muscle, and the muscle looks angry. His sculpted hair and long beard are grey, but his face is red with anger.
He's screaming at the top of his lungs, and to avoid his wrath, everyone scatters back to their rightful places, with Kali running back to her desk, and you swiveling back to face your computer, pretending to type, you snicker to yourself, forgetting slightly about your impending hunger.