"What a fucking piece of junk!"
A loud metallic thud banged in the air as Lucian slammed his tiny tail at the walls of the helicopter — causing the aircraft to slightly bounce from the ground; creating a large dent and a tiny hall on its walls.
"Thing doesn't even reach that squatter settlement!" Lucian once again slammed his tail in frustration. But after a few seconds of controlling his breath, he just let out a small but very deep sigh. Something like this should not anger him this much — after all, he had already lived for millions of years. But for some reason, the emotions he thought he had already repressed were coming back to him in full force…
…is it because he had been spending time around other humans lately? And humans, if anything, are the number 1 source of stress; especially if their only purpose is to nag at you.
