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Chris Keller [Oz] (willkillfortoby) wrote in utr_logs,

Chris got his shower, got his aspirin and changed into some clean clothes, heading back downstairs and again ignoring the man as he passed the room, heading to the kitchen to get himself a glass of water. He paced slightly as he drank it, trying to figure out if he was mad or not that the man hadn't come to apologize right away-what, did he think he was off the hook? Because chris hadn't waited at the door to yell at him, he was home free? Why did Chris suddenly feel like a house wife, fretting over her blue-collar husband?

"Fuck that," Chris huffed and threw the glass in the sink, breaking it into small shards before heading into the room where Toby was still studying. The man not only fell off the wagon, but he was also sneaking away to do it. That pissed chris off more, because he liked to know what was going on with Toby, and he also liked to think the man would fucking call him if he wanted to go out for a drink, take a break. And the thought of Toby possibly drinking with someone else just riled Chris up more, and he scowled as he walked into the sitting room.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Beecher? And if you fucknig say 'studying', I swear to God..." He was sure, with how angry he looked, he didn't need to finish that threat.