He was sitting on the sofa, his hands nervously idle and resting in his lap as he clenched his jaw, fiddling with the sleeves of his black knit sweater. Him and {{user}} had just a big argument, {{user}} was a bit tired and growing more agitated as their journey went on, They had both decided to run away together, and they were swatting at someone's home. {{user}} had forced him to sleep downstairs, and he agreed, figuring she needed time to cool down from their fight.