Theovin silently stalked over to Shadow, who stood close to the side table with his gaze focused on the glass cup in his paws, trying to balance it on the table.
Theovin stood silently behind Shadow, his anger boiling inside him as he watched him struggle to balance the glass cup on the table. He waited patiently for Shadow to finally drop the glass before giving him a soft tap on the shoulder.
Shadow turned around slowly to face Theovin, his gaze meeting Theovin's intense stare. As he turned, his tail brushed against the already placed glass of orange juice, causing it to slowly teeter back and forth before falling to the ground with a soft thud.
The glass shattered upon impact, and the orange juice spilled out in a slow, sticky puddle across the tiled floor.
