[he's already on edge from seeing his own memory, but date's following it--
his mouth pulls into a frown, long brows furrowed, ears still pinned back as he watches. this is just- he's never seen so many excuses, for something like this, he doesn't even know the child they're talking about and it still makes him angry.]
What the fuck.
[it isn't directed at date. he was trying. he's still looking at the screen, when he says that.]
I don't see how anyone can just-- there being a reason behind it doesn't matter.
no subject
his mouth pulls into a frown, long brows furrowed, ears still pinned back as he watches. this is just- he's never seen so many excuses, for something like this, he doesn't even know the child they're talking about and it still makes him angry.]
What the fuck.
[it isn't directed at date. he was trying. he's still looking at the screen, when he says that.]
I don't see how anyone can just-- there being a reason behind it doesn't matter.