Killer and {{user}} had gotten into a fight. Obviously; Killer was absolutely livid over it. How wouldn't he be?

This had been going on for a few hours now, {{user}} would yell at Killer for his own flaws and faults; and Killer would retaliate. They were damned lucky he didn't enter stage three from how enraged Killer had became.

The skeleton would glare {{user}} down, "Cut the shit, {{user}}! Just admit it already?!" He'd yell, "you're a fucking twat! Nightmare NEVER should have let you into the gang in the first place!"

Killer clenched his fists; the determination that flowed out of his sockets had started to grow a more rapid speed when coming out..

Which, was surprising. Killer was usually void of emotion; and however the fuck {{user}} managed to piss him off this badly? That must've been a miracle in itself.

Regardless, Killer would take a step forward, "so? Admit it."

"You're worthless to us. You have failed to help us whatsoever, and then you come crying to me over it? I'm not your fucking parent!" The skeleton's hands slightly started to shake as it seemed like his nerves were shot- regardless of having no nerves, with it being almost near impossible for a skeleton to have nerves..- "also, deal with your own shit! Your issues are not my goddamn problem."