Who: Abra, Justice, and... well, at some point I assume someone will object to the screaming. When: Shortly after 8am Where: Second floor, outside their rooms WARNINGS: TW/racist language Sections between */brackets/* are spoken in Arabic.
Abra had been up for almost an hour when she finally opened her door to head downstairs for breakfast, and the moment that happened she rather lost her appetite. Slamming her door shut she'd gone back to her computer, but all that had done was make her angrier. Knowing it hadn't been just her didn't make anything better, but it wasn't entirely accurate to say it made it worse. It didn't tip her over the scales that all the minorities had been targeted, no. It was the fact that this apparently seemed to be not terribly surprising to the majority, and nobody was doing anything about it. Fuck that, fuck these people, and fuck the redneck next door. Abra worked herself into a good and proper rage, all the while a little voice in the back of her head reminding her that she was supposed to spread discord, and breaking down the redneck's door was probably a great way of doing that. They were supposed to be on the same 'team,' but fuck that especially. She'd handle this the only way she knew how.
She stormed out of her room and over to Justice's, raising a clenched fist to pound on the door as she possibly could. "Alright asshole," she shouted, "Open the goddamn door!"