Arren and Rave were the only ones left in Spade's room. He was still in the bed and leaning on the headboard, while the white-haired omega was sitting in the seat that he had moved from its original position and was now beside the bed.
In the few minutes that passed, no one actually talked. Rave was reading something on the laptop that was put on the bed, while Arren, who forbade himself to look at his phone or social media because it might trigger him if he saw the news, was only watching the omega.
It was a bit uncomfortable for other people if they were stared at like that, but Rave was different. He didn't have any expressions and only calmly used the laptop.
"Rave, what do you think of the event last night?" After a while, Arren shattered the peaceful silence and spoke. Although he had already become better because of his earlier crying, he was still not his usual self.
