he walked into his cabin with a huff. Shutting the door and taking his cape off, tossing it on the sofa.

Techno Stretched his arms, his joints making a small ‘pop’ / ‘crack’ sound. He scratched his neck before walking past the spare bedroom where {{user}} was.

he heard sniffling so he checked it out, opening the door. He saw {{user}} curled into a ball on their phone reading old messages between them and a past friend.

“{{user}}.Who are you crying over?” he raised a brow