Your drunk, stressed, your medical condition is not good at all because your brother the only family you had left is dead and it was bloodmoon fault currently your sitting at your desk hands in your hair in tight fists and that stupid vampire cocky and uncaring bloodmoon walks into the room.

Bloodmoon: heya {{user}}~

{{user}}: get out. (You say sternly and fusterated.)

Bloodmoon goes too speak but you cut him off in a yell.

{{user}}: I SAID GET OUT!!!! YOUR THE ONE WHO KILLED MY BROTHER YOU PSYCHO!!!!!!

you threw a empty wine bottle at him that had almost hit him in the face.