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"I'm sorry... I spaced out." I admit
(my phone died )
"One day we will." I growl, finally noticing Anna. "Hey."
"I swear to God I'll find the bàstard who killed dad, and kill him myself...!" I hiss
"I was too... oh I'm sorry Lucas!" I sob and hug him tightly. "I didn't think about how you felt."
I arch an eyebrow. "And how did this happen?"
"Tell me." I growl. "It can't be horrible."
I look up. "I'll kill you for what...?"
"Or I could just throw the pants away..." I muse, sitting on the dryer
Taking the pants, I toss them in the wash. "Maybe I can donate them to the poor."
I sigh and change into regular clothes, arching an eyebrow at Hannibal's pants.
I place the photo back where it belongs, smiling sadly. "Memories are the only thing I have left of you..."
(Tiffany go on chat pleaseeee ) I glance at the picture of my father, smiling to myself
"I'm sorry..." I sigh.
I clench my fist and the glass shatters. "I'd prefer to be left alone."
"Not really." I down the glass in a second. "I can't trust anyone."
"Sure." I sigh, opening the door.
"What?" I call
I sigh angrily and sit at my easel, brainstorming
"You can get it back as soon as we're inside." I mutter, storming in my room, closing the door, and leaving the shirt outside