Timothee clenched his jaw and gripped the bottle of beer tight and glared right at the counter. He's seething and wants to drink what he is feeling.
This day didn't only turn out to be the worst but also showed him how shocking it can be. Did he expect what happened? Absolutely not. Life really kicks your gut when you're not looking.
"Fuck all of these" he cursed because yes, curse all..
How the hell did he even manage to find where he is staying?! Why did he even have to see him? Why did Timothee have to talk to him? Why? Just why? He's living peacefully, isn't he? He's trying to. He's trying so hard to make use of the little freedom he has left but he just had to show himself and ruin the mood he's trying so hard to lift up these past few days.
He cannot verbally express what he is feeling right now but he's sure that he's feeling all kinds of disappointing emotions.
