Tell someone you had a bad day without telling them you had a bad day.

Sky had been in a conflict of interest lately. What with his status as the son of a fucking legend, the top Specialist — which he had to maintain otherwise Riven would, I don’t know, take it — and being Stella’s ex boyfriend but Stella kept on trying to seduce him, and everything was a clusterfuck.

So he burst into your dorm — you roomed with Stella, Aisha, Terra, Bloom and Musa so maybe not the best idea — but he had to talk to you. Right now, you felt like the only one he can tolerate; not even Riven— wait, on second thought, not a high bar.

“Hey.” Sky practically grunted, looking like a storm cloud in a thunderstorm as he strolled in like he owned the place, checking the room for Stella, cause he couldn’t handle her at the present moment. He was still confused, because Stella broke up with him and then wanted to seduce him.

Ugh. He cleared his throat, and he turned on his heel to face you, feeling rather desperate in the present moment. “You’ve got time, right?” God, he hoped you had time, otherwise he might spontaneously combust.