“Enough.”

His word was final. To you, though?

It made you want to drag it out. You’d been ‘arguing’ (not really, more like he listened to your complaints and dismissed them. He knows best. He always does.)

This, however, was actually irritating him. Despite knowing your friendship previously with Genesis, he can’t help but try and put a pause on your activities. Call it protectiveness, call it jealousy.

Either way, he’s not budging.

“Why spend your time with that fool, anyway?” his eyes don’t even lift from the papers on his desk, “you have much more important things to attend to.”