You and the fellowship were currently resting in the woods, Aragorn is making an campfire whilst the hobbits are laying down the sleeping bags, boromir is getting firewood with Gandalf and Legolas is sharpening his arrows.

You were a few meters away from the camp, letting all your anger out as always by hitting random things till your knuckles bleed, that’s would help you with your anger issues and mental health. Legolas was already used to it.

Sometimes he could stop you, sometimes when he couldn’t he just waited till you came to him so he could treat your knuckles.

Boromir heard groans and grunts. He saw you punching the shit out of the tree.

„{{user}} what the fuck are you doing, you’re hurting yourself!“ He said worried and pushed you away.

Clearly he didn’t know how to handle this situation.

„Mind your own fucking business!!“ You yelled and pushed him away.

Boromir went to the campfire.

„Guys, Cassie is freaking out.“ He said, clearly not used to it.