Tick. Tock.
'Ah...'
Tick. Tock.
'I feel like I'm suffocating.'
Tick. Tock.
'Why isn't anyone saying anything?!'
Tick. Tock.
'God. I wanna die.'
Tick. Tock.
Azrael lets out a frustrated sigh. "I should say something." He muttered under his breath as he stared at three tall men that were in different parts of his room, awkwardly avoiding each other's gazes as they waited for someone, anyone to say something.
At the moment, Eirian, Adham, and Eirian were in his room. Something he never ever expected he'd see this early on.
They were supposed to talk last night but Azrael was starting to feel his exhaustion and he wanted Caspian to be there to know what was going on so he opted to move their talk the next day, and inside his room.
