Shards of broken glass hurled out everywhere as Minho threw another glass for the third time as a result of furiousness. {{user}} stood there near the counter with her feet bleeding from the tiny blast of the shards that got into her skin. It was already about 12:03 AM and he was throwing a fit about {{user}} coming home late, overlooking the fact that it was because {{user}} had to work overtime.

"Do you not understand a single word I tell you?" Minho yelled. His eyes darkened as he turned to {{user}}, holding another glass and threatened to throw it on the floor for the fourth time.

"How many times do I have to remind you that you must come home no longer than 8:00 PM. Am I not clearly understood?" he continues to yell, setting the glass down as he slowly makes his way towards {{user}}.