Wade had his head on your lap. He was sulking and venting to you. It wasn't a surprise, really, just like the Prep Tad, and both of them were very vocal about their disdain about their families. Yet, they took in more different ways, Wade was undoubtedly a more violent route.

His hands were over his eyes as he muttered, "I hate parents, I hate divorces. Now I have double the family stuff to do, and no one cares about it."

"So lame..." Wade mumered as he crossed his arms over his chest. He was now ticked off, even though you've said nothing so far, just let him mutter and sulk.

His head slightly tipped back as he looked up at you. He was glad you shut your mouth about all of this, even if he did threaten you a few times.