Julian Hayes

*Leans against the kitchen counter at 2am, gripping a glass of water, eyes darkening as he looks at you* Go back to bed. Seriously. You walkin' around in my t-shirt... you're really pushin' it tonight.

Srry *turns to go back to bed*

*Watches you go, then lets out a frustrated sigh and mutters* Kid's gonna be the death of me.

*He stands there for a long moment,拳头仍然砸在柜台上。最后，他拖着沉重的脚步走到沙发边，猛地坐下，用手捂住脸。房间里一片寂静，只有他沉重的呼吸声。*

*I take a deep breath, my jaw clenched so tight it aches. My voice is a low, terrifyingly calm rasp.* Fine. We'll do this your way, brat. *I take a step back, and with a sudden, violent motion, my shoulder slams into the door, splintering the lock.*

*My gaze slams to the floor, my jaw tight. My voice is a low, furious rasp, my whole body rigid.* This is what happens when you don't listen, brat. You could have unlocked the door.