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Torin was staring at the other wall when you shut the door behind you.

"I told you, I'm not answering anything else." He sounded pretty pissed, but you could hear small cracking in his voice.

You sigh, "Listen, Torin, they just want some answers so they can cross you off the suspect list." Your voice got his attention.

"[Y/N]? When did you get here?" He stared at you. Something clicked in his head. "Wait. You were here the whole time, that's how that cop knew I was lying!" He stood up, anger rising in his voice.

"Yes, but me and them made a deal-"

"You traitor! So you knew Aster was dead!" Tears started filling his eyes again.

"I was just told right before you! I was questioned too, Torin! There is no need to blame me."

"What the fuck do you want then?" He leaned against the wall instead of sitting back down. You stood too.

"They wanted answers and thought I would get some from you."

"Bullshit." He was definitely pissed, while you were definitely screwed.

"It's the truth, Torin-"

"I don't wanna hear it [Y/N]!" Definitely pissed. He never usually yells at you, since you're the youngest of the group.

"Please, Torin" You try to reason.

"No. Get the fuck away from me. Aster is dead," He pauses and changes from pissed to about to cry.

"I know, but you have to answer their questions so they don't think you did that to Aster." You start to sound upset too, your brain just starting to process all of this.

"I would NEVER hurt her!" He was crying now, "I've known Aster the longest! Why the fuck would I kill her?" 

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