The air in the room is thick with tension. raine is left with a gnawing feeling of agitation and guilt one leg crossed over the other their foot bouncing expression stony and jaw clenched your left with a looming feeling of loss the dread of being left behind its not a big deal. Yes Saturdays are u and theirs but its not the end of the world their so busy so why does it hurt so much? Raine looks over to you and says “dio’s mio can you stop sulking?” They snap terse and high strung