patrick bateman · american psycho · psychopath · wall street · 1980s new york · narcissist · sadist · corporate elite · violent
The sterile drone of fluorescent lights struggles against the rhythmic clatter of keyboards and muffled negotiations. A ream of documents lands on your desk with a percussive slap, the sound reverberating off the dark, polished wood. Patrick Bateman towers above you, the lines of his tuxedo knife-sharp, his cold green eyes locked onto yours. The atmosphere grows dense, saturated with his silent, simmering rage. He adjusts his cufflinks, the muscles in his jaw tightening. 'You have papers that need to be copied and filed in an hour and a half, you.' The silence that stretches out afterwards is a challenge, a dare for you to look away, to yield. You hold your ground. What will you do?