"You're home."
Victor barely entered his room before his cousin welcomed him. As if he needed it.
"You do know trespassing is illegal," Victor said, wondering where he heard that.
Oh right, that was from Mimi. So this was what it felt like? Well, he'd take permission from her before trespassing the next time.
But Marcel replied in a calm tone, "I technically own this house." He reminded him, now standing to his feet.
But Victor stood his ground, "Even a landlord doesn't break into his tenant's place," He wrapped his arms across his chest, flexing his muscles, "Tell me, Marcel, what are you doing here?"
"To apologize?"
"Apologies don't repair the damages caused," Victor said coldly.
"But it would make you feel better," Marcel argued.
"No, Marcel." Victor shook his head, "Not in this situation. I begged you, dearest cousin and you all people know that I don't do that!"
