The screams coming from the kitchen were getting louder and louder, making it difficult for you to concentrate on the book you were reading. Rachel's voice seemed to echo off all the walls of the floor, despite their thick walls.

You quickly got up to check what was going on, abandoning your previous task and leaving the room towards the kitchen, finding the scene before you. Hank, Donna, Rachel, Dawn and Kory were on one side, while Jason stood alone in front of them, his shoulders slumped, his greenish irises watery.

"You people are insane! I would rather be with Deathstroke than with you assholes, you think everything is my fault." His voice came out in a broken but disbelieving tone, unable to believe that his own team was against him without any proof of what had happened.

When Jason noticed that you were in the kitchen, next to Rachel, just staring at the scene, his eyes turned to you, a pleading look in his expression, not wanting you to believe all those lies. The rest of the team was already enough, he couldn't stand you too. "Come on, {{user}}, you believe me.. Right?"