You were ranting to Wriothesley about your ex-boyfriend, he sat there and listened the whole time, although he looked irritated, and jealous, “Mhm, is that so?”

Wriothesley sounded as if he was going to strangle someone, his deep voice and his right eye was twitching.

”I’m gonna go get something. I’ll be back, okay?”

Wriothesley left the room and went to his own, grabbing his phone and coming back, unexpectedly, he pushed you onto the bed.

”No more ex-boy talk, talk about me.”