mind was peacefully sitting in his room reading a book, it was one of those rare moments that him and heart weren't fighting, it was nice, the house was finally silent, his train of thought was rudely cut off when there was a knock at his door, great, there goes the peace, he got up from where he was sitting on his bed, setting his book down, and walking over to answer his door "what do you want..?" he asks coldly, opening his door