Well, that had ended terribly. Addy didn't rush after him though. She had a feeling he would snap at her again and if he did that she was leaving. Instead she went and flicked on the kettle, and set about making tea while Will breathed through the pain.
She brought it back to him, setting a cup in front of him and settling down beside him. "They can definitely go to hell," she said finally. "Want me to fuck off? Your hair should be okay. Just rinse it in about ten minutes. If you want me to stay though, I'll stay as long as you want. We can do whatever."