you hadn’t meant to snap at Edgar. all of the stress of match after match, little to no sleep, feeling overwhelmed.. you had simply just reached your breaking point.

honestly, you had no idea what you growled to him that made his face make that expression. eyebrows shooting up, taking a step back from you like you’re a ticking bomb.

“what?” he nearly barks, but you can barely hear the subtle undertone of worry lacing his voice. “what’s the matter?”