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 Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 8:20 pm
 ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Okay, he deserved that. He'd admit that much. He hadn't helped his case much by hating the guy for so long. Sighing through his nose, he followed until he was able to lean on something new. "Not in so many words, but I did tell her not to go," he replied, surprised with himself at being so calm about this. He thought his annoyance and disdain for Tyrese was going to win out over his sympathy. Although, it was unwanted sympathy, he hadn't even gotten to that part yet. He understood the man's frustrations...Kinda. Sighing, he crossed his arms once again. Talks, they weren't his strong suit. In fact he just plain sucked at them. Turning his gaze towards the door, he huffed, his shoulders coming up and then rolling back down. "I'm not here to do any of that actually. I really only came here to give Sela her stuffed animal, but since I'm here I'd figured we'd talk. Ya know, even though we don't like each other. Actually, next to Lil, I'm probably the best one to talk to about this," he shrugged as he slowly let his gaze travel back to the haggard wolf. He gave another disapproving shake of his head before pushing himself off what he was leaning against and shifting his weight from one foot to the other. "In fact, I think she was ******** stupid; no matter her reasons. But then again, I know what it's like to cheat on people.""Yeah...I've even cheated on Kaito a few times. But he's not you, the guy forgives a little too easily if you ask me. But it's not like I could ever hide it from him anyways, he's too smart. He always figured it out," he muttered at the memories. He knew the feelings his sister was feeling because he felt them too. Maybe to a lesser degree, but he felt them all the same. "What do you think would have been better? Never knowing and having this lingering, festering secret between the two of you that would cause even more problems down the road. Or knowing, and finding a way to either move on, or possibly forgiving her? Just a thought..." He wasn't trying to be smug, or even defensive. This time, he really was just talking. Maybe it was because he knew what it felt like to be in this situation. Or maybe it was just because he wanted dirt so he could tell his sister later. He didn't know.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:04 pm
 ✗ Sela, Lysander ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
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═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese looked for something to do, yet found nothing in his hyperorganized home. He kept it too clean, leaving him with nothing to even pretend to do. So...he sat on the arm of the far couch, his legs parted and hanging to either side as he pinched the bridge of his nose. He wanted to point out that Katio was only 'forgiving' because it wasn't a surprise if Lysander slept with someone else; the guy never stopped being who he was, Katio probably EXPECTED him to cheat. Ty was the same way when he dated Alexus, it wasn't a mystery to anyone. Good Lord, the stupidity was genetic in this family. Ty couldn't even keep looking at the twin of his ex, it made him infuriated. Slumping until he reached the edge of the cushion, he looked for something else to focus on other than Lysander and the woman he was a copy of. If he was going to start from scratch then he wanted real actual love, this time without stoping anywhere short of exactly that. He'd followed Lillian's rule for two weeks and that hadn't been easy, nor had it paid off. Well, now he could forget it entirely, go adstinate even. He needed a soul mate, someone who could come in and be okay with his daughter. No one night stands, no sex friends, no expectations set on something that happened five years ago. Hell, not even someone LIKE Aubrey, the actual woman herself if that could be achieved. He'd like to go snatch Bree out of Finn's arms and be done with it. Over Lillian, over what happened, and onto a real woman who was faithful to her partner. No more stress, no more drama. It's not like Finn would notice past his job anyway. Just seeing Aubrey half naked stirred carnal thoughts just under his skin, but that only further reminded him that life sucked. You'd think being cheated on put sex on the back of your mind. It made Lillian dirty, but it didn't negate the dry spell she put him through. He wished it did. Instead, he gave a simple reply to this argument Lysander was trying to make: "It took her two weeks to admit she cheated on me. Two weeks of avoiding me, making me think I was the problem. The actual issue is not whether or not telling me was the better decision. It doesn't restore my faith in her that she looked me in the face and confessed it took her a mere week to betray me. I won't pity her because she had a hard time figuring out how to say it. I already told you, I don't want to hear anything about how Lillian feels in this situation. The problem is that she cheated on me in the first place." He didn't restrain the poisonous hiss from his tone. Feeling his emotions threaten to boil over again, he got up and tossed fifty dollars onto the table. "Sela! Your uncle is going to watch you for an hour or two, tell him to order you a pizza if you get hungry again. I'll be back before dark!" He didn't ask, nor did he care to. He left the money there, grabbed his keys, and left through the garage without another word. [EXIT]  『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 11:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 12:02 am
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Lysander sighed heavily, running a hand through his hair. He hadn't actually said anything about how Lillian felt anywhere in there. All he said was she was stupid and asked which he thought was better. Placing a hand on his hip, he rubbed the back of his neck with his other hand. This was a mess. The kind made by a tornado and you didn't know where to begin picking up the pieces. He wasn't trying to make things better; it wasn't his job. It wasn't his relationship, but he felt bad...For both of them! He understood both sides of it because he's been there. He had no morals when it came to getting off. In fact, he was more demonic then his fully demon sister. How she managed to rope herself into something like this was beyond him. He hadn't gotten the details, he just knew the highlights. 'It was an accident.' 'I didn't meant too.' 'He never wants to see me again.' Blah, blah, blah... His attention turned to the toddler as he heard her ask him something. "What? Nah," he said as he slowly began to make his way over to her. "You didn't do anything wrong, runty. Your dad's just going through a tough time and needs a bit of fresh air. He'll be back before-" his words were cut off as he noticed the animal in her eyes. Uh-oh. Was this what Lillian had told him about? He'd never seen it himself. Poor kid. Lillian and Tyrese thought they had the worst of it, but look what the both of them were doing to their daughter. So consumed with their own problems, they can't even see the confusion and loneliness she was going through because of all this. Walking over to her, he knelt down beside her and gently placed a hand on her back. It didn't matter that she was part of the wolf. She was his niece. His family. He could dislike the guy all he wanted, but he could never dislike this kid.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:19 am
 【 ＳELA ＨALL 】_____________________________ Sela squirmed out of her clothes, now far too big for them. She felt her uncle's hand on her back but moved away from him. She wanted her daddy back home! She wanted her mommy home. She wanted to be curled up in their arms and told that she was loved. Padding up to the door, she scratched and whined at it, occasionally looking back at her uncle like she wanted out. When it felt like he couldn't oblige her unspoken request, she took to just laying down in front of the door to wait. Why was everyone so against her going out to look for her parents? There was a startled yelp as she was picked up off the ground. Wiggling around, trying to get away, she was able to see that it was only her uncle that had picked her up. Trying to squirm out of his arms to get back to the door, she nipped at his hand. She heard the hiss of pain before she was dropped. After hitting the floor, and stumbling to her feet, she scrambled back to the door; plopping herself right in front of it again. A few minutes later, she gave another startled yelp before she caught the banging sound against the door. She flinched slightly to the sound before she felt herself being picked up once again. She tried to wiggle out of his grasp, but he held her tightly against his chest until the sight of the couch came into view.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 11:38 am
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ When she moved away from him, Lysander sighed. He'd never dealt with an overly emotional toddler before. She was usually well behaved whenever he had to watch her. But how much does a two year old have to be upset about? Apparently quite a lot if she was shifting just from her father leaving. This kid was gonna have to toughen up if she was ever going to survive. Both he and Lillian had too. Of course, their parents weren't the loving parental type. They could barely even be called parents at all. He rolled his neck with a groan as he watched her sit at the door and whine. There was no way he was going after that guy, let alone just let a wolf wander around. When she dropped to the floor, he thought it was over. He thought she'd just fall asleep and shift back on her own. If she was gonna wait, then she shouldn't do it so close to the door where she could possibly be hit when Tyrese came waltzing back through the door. "Come on..." he huffed as he scooped her up off the floor. He felt her squirming in his arms, and tried to hold onto her the best he could, but when she bite him he dropped her. "Son of a bi-" he cut himself off as he waved out his hand and the stinging pain. She got him right between his thumb and index finger. Damn that hurt! Looking up at her, seeing her back in the same spot, sitting and waiting, Lysander growled low in his chest. This was why he liked it when the kid was dropped off in a good mood. Cracking his knuckles, he lowered himself before lunging at her. Wrapping his arms around her, he tumbled up against the door and gripped her tight as she tried to wiggle free again. "I think...You need a nap..." he grunted as he pushed himself to his feet and walked them over to the couch. "I know I could use one." Plopping down onto the couch, he kicked off his shoes and stretched out the length of the couch. Holding Sela against his chest, he forced her to stay in one spot until she calmed down. Closing his eyes, he waited and waited until the squirming stopped, only cracking an eye open when it did. "Finally..." he muttered as one arm left her to drape itself over his eyes as he closed them.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 7:04 pm
【 ＳELA ＨALL 】_____________________________ Even as she was held against her uncle, she squirmed and wiggled in his grasp. Growling low, irritated that he wouldn't let her go, she finally huffed in defeat and stopped moving. There was no use in fighting if she'd get nowhere. Her ears perked at the sound of her uncle's voice sighing, watching as he draped an arm over his face. She turned her head to face the door, waiting impatiently for her daddy to come home...If he was coming home. Her ears dropped as a soft whimper escaped her. Immediately after, they rose once again to the feel of a hand running down her back. Turning her head, she watched her uncle's shoulder move with the movements to her back, while his other arm didn't move from across his face. Dropping her head against his chest, she closed her eyes and let herself relax to the soothing feeling.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2015 7:12 pm
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Lysander sighed through his nose as he heard the pup whimper. He got it already! He was terrible at cheering people up; even Kaito. Hell, he didn't even understand how the guy always got out of his weird funks when he was around. It's not like he ever did anything, to his knowledge anyways. The only thing he was good for was talking out of his a**, but somehow that always seemed to work. The only person he was ever good at cheering up was his sister, but that could just be because they grew up together. Other people though, forget it. Satisfied that she wasn't going to run away from him, the blonde's free hand began to run down her back. Stroking her rather soft fur, he could feel her moving slightly against him before she seemed to settle down completely and he felt her full weight; not that she really weighed all that much. There was a reason he called her Runt. His hand continued to pet her, even after she had gone limp against him; he was just trying to offer her a sense of comfort. Plus, he was too tired to go running around after an upset puppy.
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Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2015 11:44 pm
✗ Sela, Lysander ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese entered the house through the front door, closing it as quietly as possible. He didn't know if Lysander could cook, so he hoped the male blonde ordered the pizza instead. Ty left him more than enough money. The wolf pushed his palm to her forehead and rubbed, his eyes closed as he pulled off his shirt. It felt starch and sweaty, but then again he'd been wearing it for twenty-four hours now. Not the worst thing to happen. For now, he folded the shirt over his arm, looking for the two people in his home as he put his shopping bag down in an arm chair. He was tired and hoping he could rest better than last night. Sela was in one of her homes so she shouldn't be as fussy. Speaking of which, it was possible she was put to bed by now...assuming Lysander was that responsible a babysitter and Sela was cooperating. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 12:24 am
   Sela had shifted back to normal sometime through her nap. Her day had mostly been filled with sleeping, food, a bath and then being put to bed. She didn't really want to do all that much because she had been waiting for her daddy to come home. He didn't. Instead, she sat in her makeshift room coloring whenever her uncle would come in and check on her. Whenever he would ask if she wanted to eat, she'd shake her head and he'd just set the food in her room for her in case she wanted too. All day long, her thoughts were on why her parents were leaving her. Did they just not love her anymore? Her daddy promised he'd be back while the sun was still up and he hadn't. He hadn't even waited when she asked for him too. Many of her pictures were crinkled with tear stains, stick figure drawings of her family and her in a forest alone.
Finally, when it was her bedtime, she couldn't even go to sleep properly at first because she was just too sad. She thought her daddy would pay more attention to her now that they were home. Instead he left. Even though she had tried to go to sleep, she ended up staying up and crying until her uncle wandered in and sat in the bed with her until she fell asleep. Now curled up with Mister Rex, she was out like a light, never the wiser to her daddy's return.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 12:44 am
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $1045 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ After the kid had finally returned to normal, Lysander put her in normal clothes and they basically went about their day in relative quiet. Although, he did change the radio station to something less...Stiff like the classical crap Tyrese was listening to. He had fed Sela twice, cooking instead of buying the 'pizza' the guy had suggested and just pocketing the fifty given to him. Why pass it up? He bathed her and eventually put her to bed. Only problem, she didn't really go to bed. He could hear her cries from downstairs, even though she was trying to muffle them. With an exasperated sigh, he got up and walked into her room. Getting into the bed with her, he pulled her in close and stroked her back until she calmed down and fell asleep. He had tried to engage her, but all day she just preferred to sit in that room and color until bedtime. Hearing the front door, Lysander sighed softly as he tucked her stuffed animal into her arms and got up. Closing the door softly, he lazily jogged down the stairs, not at all looking pleased at the wolf. "Where the hell have you been all day?" he questioned as he stood on the last few steps of the stair case, hands stuffed into his pockets.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 3:06 am
✗ Sela, Lysander ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese looked at Lysander and inwardly cringed at his resemblance to his sister. "You play the worried housewife pretty well, Lysander." He observed with an amused hum, walking into the kitchen to investigate the scent. It seemed Lysander cooked after all. Ty wolf made sure the dished had been washed, putting anything stray into the dish washer. "Someone kept me held up for a while. Thanks for watching Sela." Zach really had been a delay, but it couldn't be helped. The cook book was for Sela sometime tomorrow. In the mean time, he transitioned to the laundry room to change clothes. "It wasn't my intention to return late, I couldn't bring her along however." He could see by Lysander's face, when he could bare to glance his way, that he was upset. Which he understood! But again, Tyrese couldn't help the circumstances. At least someone showed some kind of....weird interest in him today. Ty couldn't say he'd been completely offended beneath his irritation, since he was getting attention. His mind was screwed up and he knew it without being able to stop it or convince himself it was wrong. He leaned into the machine in his boxers, breathing slowly as he tucked his face into his hands. He was going to crawl into bed as soon as he let Lysander out. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 3:41 am
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $1045 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Scowling briefly at him, his weight shifted between legs. "Yeah well, when you're husband's a cop, you get used to it," he muttered in reply with a casual shrug. Any day he could get that eventful arrival of the department Lieutenant and his partner to tell him Kaito wouldn't be coming home. It was almost like the guy was being deployed every time he went to work; never knowing if he'd come home or not. Some nights he didn't, overworking, but the guy was a workaholic so he understood. At least he got the call saying that he was working late, which was usually every night. But, Kaito didn't sleep in general so the bed was only used by Lysander anyways. And when Kaito would come home, he's stretch out on the couch and stare at the ceiling so he wouldn't wake him up or some horse crap like that. After being with him for so long, that dumb brunette still didn't get that it didn't bother him. He could sleep through a bombing. "Ya know, I'm the one that doesn't like kids and here I am taking care of her for the both of you idiots," he said with a sigh as he hung his shoulders. He was lying, but it was hard to tell what was truth and lies with him on any given topic. He could tell you he slept with the Queen and some people might even believe it. He never faltered in any lie he told. People like his sister, Sinclair, or Kaito, would know he's full of it, but those that didn't know him well...Well, they were easy to lie to. With a disbelieving snort, he wandered after him and, with his hands still in his pockets, leaned in close to the nearly naked man. Unlike his sister who always smelled of blood, he smelled of vanilla. "You better have a good way of making it up to that kid. I know you know what's it like to think both your parents hate you," he said lowly, his ruby eyes beginning to glow. Yeah, he was very displeased at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 7:30 pm
✗ Sela, Lysander ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese brought his face out of his hands, sorting his clothes into the three available laundry baskets. From a rod in an open closet space, he removed a T-shirt off a hanger and pulled it on. When the shirt fell from over his face, Lysander was immediately leaning there. His chest refused to heave for a moment as he stared back. He then snorted, "Is that in regards to Lillian going on vacation or me having to get some work done." He retorted gruffly, "I can't keep Sela on my hip all day. I understand she's having a hard time in this too, but a worry like that is unfounded." He tried to hold back a growling sneer. "Luckily for her, she doesn't have my parents or yours. Don't come at me with a comment like that again, it's not like I was bloody neglecting my daughter." He then pushed past the other male, rolling his eyes and sighing. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2015 7:50 pm
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $1045 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Lysander rolled his eyes as he moved away slightly from being pushed aside. "It's to the both of you. And don't gimmie that work crap. You're an author that works from home, don't try and make it seem like your work takes up all your damn time," he replied. He knew how to play the nagging housewife pretty well, he was the only one here actually married. And it wasn't like Lillian had any more of an excuse than he did. She's the one that took off to begin with! He was just as upset with her, but unlike her, Tyrese was here in front of him to listen. When she came home, she'd get a lashing no doubt, but until then, the wolf had to suffer. The blonde wiggled his nose in annoyance. Both of them were thickheaded morons in his book, and trying to get through to either of them was like trying to drill through diamonds. "She's two. Attached at the hip is kind of a requirement, but then again, you wouldn't know that would you?" he retorted, making a subtle, but obvious jab at the wolf's absence. Sauntering around the wolf and towards the door, he grabbed his jacket hanging off the back of the couch and shrugged it onto his shoulders. "To her, you might as well be. She already used to think you didn't want anything to do with her. While this...whatever, is going on, don't ask me to babysit. I don't want to be apart of you and my sister's fight," he sighed as he walked towards the door, his shoulders slumped forward. He was exhausted.
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