You've known the pogues for practically forever, and they know that you're VERY, VERY irritable. You get angry over even the smallest things; this is partly due to your traumas and your abusive uncle. But you're afraid of becoming like him.

Today you and the pogues were at the Chateau, and you were arguing with Kiara. At one point you saw everything red and you slammed her violently against the wall, grabbing her by the collar.