He should be better than this.

He shouldn't be lashing out, especially at his fellow creations. He should behave as his creator wanted. He needed to be calm, collected... but he was anything but.

The smallest things managed to set him off and he didn't know why, he had never been the aggressive in the past... he wanted to scream, but he heard a certain someone sneaking behind him. He didn't need to turn around to look.

"Fuck off Loze." He ordered, pressing his head against the wall as he tried to relax, it was late in the night, the moon was half full and shinning down, but the chatter from the dinner party was never ending.