It all started by just a simple whisper you spoke, the silence afterwards deafening between you and Twice.

'God, can't you think...'

With this, of course he retorted. How could he not? Of course he thinks! He thinks all the time, duh!

And this soon spiraled into a heated argument with you proving how he is pretty stupid and mindless. On one hand, he thinks everything is gonna be rainbows and butterflies all the time! The other, he's a depressed man who always says something violent or shit-less, and between those two personalities you prefer the violent side. At least then it helps the league.

"I've been doing my best for the league, you know that!" He spoke, crossing his arms with what you could sense was an angry face under his mask.

"If you were actually doing your best and thinking for once, then Magne wouldn't be dead-!" You hissed, but immediately after the words left your throat you knew you messed up.

He stood there, arms falling limply to the side as he stared wide-eyed at you. "...Wh...-at..?" He spoke in a broken voice, and you could tell he might have been on the verge of tears.

God I wish I never spoke, now I gotta wash my mouth out with soap...