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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,

He didn't understand. Why was she getting angry at him over this? He thought they had an agreement, he thought everything had been clearly defined and now he had this. What the fuck was this? It was supposed to be unspoken, that was how it worked - that was the only way it would work for him. Yet she was saying it again and again and all he could do was lose it - he threw his fist at the wall and tried to ignore the fact that he had brick interior so the wall wasn't exactly going to give into his punch.

With his hand sufficiently bleeding he had to go stop her before she did something stupid because that's what Michael Corner did. "Lavender, you can't leave. I don't want you to leave. Where would you even go? It's not safe anyhow. Shite that stings!" Michael cradled his bleeding hand in the other one and attempted to ignore it as he watched Lavender putting her shoes on. "Why are you getting angry at me?" he asked, his voice raising a bit higher in desperation. "I thought we talked about this already! I told you - you said that it didn't need to be said! I told you I wasn't good at this shite and you said that it was alright - I don't understand why you are cross with me right now! I was the one who almost said it to you first, for fuck's sake, why in Merlin's name would you act like I don't care about you?" He was really not sure what the hell he was talking about anymore. He was barely certain if he remembered what all had been said in the early hours of that morning and his hand was really hurting him and he was having a bit of trouble thinking straight as it was.