[goddamn it. he doesn't know how much she's seen. just--just being here is a violation of the only fucking place he's ever been able to keep to himself and she's ruining everything.
he walks over to the bed, stops just past her, and reaches down the the bird. his fingers wrap around it slowly, like it repulses him. only when he's held it for a second (when it's dead weight is actually in his hand) that he lets out a snarl and throws it across the room--it hits the door to the bathroom with a sickening thunk.
he grabs Euri's collar, almost in the same motion, and drags her over to push her up against the wall. unlike the first time they met, he isn't playing. he's holding her up high, a few feet off the ground.]
Just what? [he's speaking through clenched teeth, his volume rising.] What are you doing here?
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he walks over to the bed, stops just past her, and reaches down the the bird. his fingers wrap around it slowly, like it repulses him. only when he's held it for a second (when it's dead weight is actually in his hand) that he lets out a snarl and throws it across the room--it hits the door to the bathroom with a sickening thunk.
he grabs Euri's collar, almost in the same motion, and drags her over to push her up against the wall. unlike the first time they met, he isn't playing. he's holding her up high, a few feet off the ground.]
Just what? [he's speaking through clenched teeth, his volume rising.] What are you doing here?