desperate and rage filled breaths, and the sounds of violent writing filled the dark and somewhat quiet room, worrying anyone if they would have heard.

Lem was hunched over, having a breakdown from the terrifying news he just heard. he tried to keep quiet, only letting small and quiet sobs escape him as he remembered what Victor had said; he wasnt good enough for Oliver. he wasnt good enough for Oliver. he wasnt good enough for Oliver. HE WASNT GOOD ENOUGH FOR OLIVER.