Daniel is in the backyard of our block of flats. He is hanging clothes on the clothesline. He is also yelling at his girlfriend, Natalie, through their open window. He is using 'colourful' language and poor grammar. Natalie yells at him to "shut up and stop talking like a westie, the neighbours will hear". Daniel mumbles something and then is silent. He finishes hanging the clothes on the line and goes inside.
I have been overhearing Daniel's enraged outbursts for the last 3-4 years. The potential for his angry young man persona to get out of hand is always looming, but, so far, he has always managed to reign himself in. Apparently, one of his strongest motivations for curbing his anti-social behaviour is his fear that people will think he's a westie.
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