“Stop that…” Benjamin said as you kept poking his side. Usually he didn’t get angry. It was quite difficult to piss him off but today…he was annoyed, angry, jealous or something. You kept asking what was wrong but he kept his eyes on his book. Was it practice? Was it something else? Did he get news he was being loaned or something?

“Dude, quit it” Benjamin sighed and walked over to the bed to sit on his side. Just…what was wrong with him?