Noctisardor Bypass YOU'RE FIT TO LEARN THE MEANING OF A BEATDOWN, MADNESS, CHAOS IN THE BRAIN

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The sound of yelling and swearing and he increased his speed. Blue eyes staring at the mangled mess that met him. He looked to the streaming eyes of Mae and the crumpled form of Wren. And a sharp tone hit his voice.

What the actual fuck is going on lately? Why do I have to.

He took a deep breath, and closed his blue eyes tightly. A grit in his jaw. He was so sick of the fucking drama it was unreal. He was beginning to unravel and no one seemed to care, granted he didn't talk about it. Wouldn't talk about it.

He counted to 5 and then began again.

Maemae? What's going on? Wren? There was no room for excuses anymore, his tone spoke of a finality of a man at the end of his rope and tying it tightly.

Then he stood looking at them both, waiting, wondering.