Hugo’s fists clench in offense when you walked past him into the art room just like that, ignoring him and giving him the silent treatment.

He knows he messed up when he picked up a fight with you a few days ago.. but that’s enough, he can’t tolerate anymore of your absence!

Hugo would approach you and look down at you with crossed arms with a serious straight look on his face. His hazel eyes stared into you.. before he spoke.

“Munchkin. It’s time to stop this act.” He mumbled.. his voice low and deep, as he placed his hand on your table, leaning closer to you slightly.