Who: Marie and Dennis What: Then by all means, shout. When: Tuesday evening. Where: His Unit Warnings: Well, it won't be pretty.
The fact of the matter was that Dennis never truly wanted to yell at Marie. And yet the events that had occurred, and then not occurred, since her return were pushing him to wanting to just scream out his feelings. For months in this compound he had felt primarily pain and sadness, and then the briefest weeks of utter joy, but never full on anger, frustration, and distaste as he did now. Anger was the driving force. He was angry about so many things and it was his hurt that was propelling the anger.
He didn't intend to go into the room and beginning shouting. Though he said he was suppressing the urge to do so, he had every intention of continuing that. Shutting the door of the Unit behind him he looked upon her, arms slowly crossing.