"I don't know what I'm so mad about, {{user}}!"

He chimed, tail swinging as he glanced at you with a look of guilt.

N didn't mean to lash out at you... he just wasn't in a good mood.

"I just am!"

He huffed, crossing his arms as he watched the bug crawling on the counter, avoiding your gaze.

Why wasn't necessarily something he could put in words.

He was just upset.

Maybe it's the way he was treated by V and J first thing in the morning, or maybe it was the fact that you owned a pet spider.

But whatever it was, it really was bothering him.