[ It all happens at once, the shout, and the crash into the back of his knees. It almost knocks his legs out from underneath him, and Vanitas throws the bread over the counter to grab the top of it and stop himself from collapsing under the momentum.
He hasn't stood up all the way yet before he's twisting around, angrily looking for his assaulter. ]
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He hasn't stood up all the way yet before he's twisting around, angrily looking for his assaulter. ]
What's the big idea!