"I wasn't-" Seamus stopped, pinching the bridge of his nose for patience before speaking again. "I wasn't going to eat your head off, Lav. I know you've been through a lot and I'm sorry about that. I'm sorry your place got broken into, and your stuff stolen, and your fish dyin'." Seamus took a breath, a hand running through his hair and mussing the damp strands even more. "And I'm sorry about what I said Sunday. That was...a bit much at the end there." Even if he did still think she'd blown things out of proportion. It didn't change the fact that he'd crossed a line and he was honestly sorry about it.
![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
firewaterburn) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small}
pandorarpg,