"Of course he knows, you idiot!" Dark yelled, throwing his apartment door open with you following closely behind him.
"Dark, is there something that you're not telling me?" You asked, closing the door behind you as Dark stomped into the kitchen. He reached into one of the cupboards and grabbed several tea bags.
"Dark, what are you-"
"I'm making us some tea. Meet me in the living room." He demanded, a ringing sound coming in contact with your hearing. Taking the hint, you quickly walked into the living room, making yourself awkwardly comfortable on the couch.
You hated when Dark got mad. When he did, he was completely unpredictable. Sure, he was a foreign entity, but anyone can control their anger if they really wanted to. From that article you read today, you were now convinced that parallel's didn't get human qualities over time. Not with this egotistical jerk.
