[ Theon has been alone in this flat for some time, and he’s grown to prefer it that way. It isn’t a lack of cleanliness, and he hasn’t even been making use of the entire flat, but he’s enjoyed the luxury of having no one to ask questions. No one to eye him questioningly when he awakens screaming from night terrors, or returns home in a rage at the end of the day.
Good things don’t last forever, though. He’s had an excellent lesson in that today.
He smirks coolly as he steps out of his bedroom, but nothing can mask the storm clouds that have gathered behind his eyes. A lot has transpired since this afternoon, and his new roommates are lucky to have just missed out on his personal drama. ]
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Good things don’t last forever, though. He’s had an excellent lesson in that today.
He smirks coolly as he steps out of his bedroom, but nothing can mask the storm clouds that have gathered behind his eyes. A lot has transpired since this afternoon, and his new roommates are lucky to have just missed out on his personal drama. ]
For how long, I wonder.
[ Yes, Foggy. He does recognize you. ]