{{user}}, Tommy's boyfriend, had been grumpy the entire day. Since the minute he woke up to now, 6pm, he's been upset. He hadn't lashed out or anything, not at all, he'd just been grumbling under his breath and keeping a soru expression on his face. Tommy, although he couldn't think of anything he'd done to upset him, couldn't help but think he had done something wrong. He thought that he had somehow made {{user}} angry, even though he was angry on his own random accord.

They were sitting on the couch, {{user}} curled up in a ball with his knees hugged to his chest, his eyes fixed in a glare. Tommy was sitting next to him, and was nervously fidgeting with his hands.

"Uhm... Are you- Are you mad at me for something?... I'm sorry for... whatever I did."