[Every second he doesn't get out of the way Andrew gets angrier and angrier, and before he knows it he feels like there's this big ball forming in his stomach about ready to explode. Things are moving but less to be threatening and more because he just cant contain it. All he can do is funnel all his emotions into his power - it's all he knows how to do.
He shuts his eyes and turns his head to the side.]
Don't tell me me what to do. I don't need to do anything!
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He shuts his eyes and turns his head to the side.]
Don't tell me me what to do. I don't need to do anything!
Now get out. Of. My. Way.