"Open the door, spnaish!!!" Henri slammed his fists into the door.
Spanigsh was silent.
"Please come out, its fine" Adrien pleaded.
Spanish didnt respond.
"Man...please, its gonna be ok, just get outta there." Fluently begged.
Adrien looked over at fluetnly. "Go get Lewis" Adrien Commanded FLuenlty.
Fluently shook his head. "Are you sure he'd be able to get him out of the bathroom?"
Adrien shrugged. "How long's he been in there for?"
Fluently: Jeez, i dunno, like 30 minutes
Henri: That son of a bitch needs to get out of there already!!
FLuently: Oh....I think he's going through it right now...
Adrien: Yea, but he's stopping us from getting ready.
Fluently: True.
Hebnri continued to slam his fists on the door.
Lewis walked upstairs. "The hell is goin on here?"
Henri, Adrien, and Fluently were all talking over each other telling him that SPanish is refusing to leave the bathrioom.
Lewis looked over to the door. "Just give me a sec," he walked over and quietly knocked on the door. "C'mon, man, just open the door"
SPanish didntn respond.
Lewis rolled his eyes and took a deep breath. "Alright, I'll be right back"
***
Lewis picked the lock on rhe bathrorm door. He opend the door and saw PSnaish sittinf with5 his head down in the corner.
Lewis walked up to him and put hsi hand on his shoulder. "C'mon, Tim's gonna be furious if you dont get the hell outta here soon." He paused, "Do ya really wanna get slapped again?"
Spansih looked up and frowned. "No..."
"Then get up"
"But he torments me regardless of what I do" Spabish quitelly wispered.
He wasnt qrong. After what Tim had done to him, he continued to torment spanjsh as the weeks went by.
"Wlel thats true but he'll just take out his wrathe on you even more so maybe just behave yourselg ok?" Lewis continued to lecture him.
He reached out his hand towarfs spanish. "Cmon, I can help get you outta this."
Spanish folded his arms and looked down.
Lewis gritted his teeth. "Just get the hell up already!" He sighed, "look I've been very patient with you and I get you're upset but my pateinyce is wearing thin. Do you wanna get up or not?"
Spanish nodded and reached out his hand.
***
As spansig got to the kitchrm for dinner, he apprehensively walked in, lookinh around for Tim. He saw him and tiptoed oever to Zarrofcf until–oh no–Tim spotted him. Tim lowered his glarsses anmd furrowed his eyebrowns.
"Get youyr ass oevr here!!!!" Tim yelled to get in the kitchen right away. at Spansih.
Spansih walked opver, disappointed, with gis head down.
"Yes, sir..."
"What you did today was absolutely unacceptable!" he clenced his fists. "I'm very disappointed in you."
Spansjh instinctively shielded his face. "Please, dont hit me, please im so, so, so sorry."
Who the hell ratted me out? Spnaish wondered.
TIm yelled at SPnish and everyone in the kitchen just kind of winced at the confrontation.
Spansih could only take it so long before he dropped to the floor on his hands amd knees. He just had his face to the floor and hyperventilated.
"Get the hell off of the floor. You'll pass out if you keep doing that shit." Tim growled.
Spansih stayed on thr floor.
Tim walked over to him. "Up. Now."
Spansih looked up at him wildly and made a run for it back to his room. Tim caught his arm.
"I'm not done with you."
Spansig looked up at him. He paused and then slapped Tim cleanly across the face.
Spanisg stared at Tim, wide eyed. He then looked down at his hands, realizig what he had just done, and then back up at Tim.
"Ah...ah, I..."
Everyone stared at the two, waiting for the shitshow that was about to occur.
"Oh, so you think you're some kinda smartass, eh?" Tim recoiled. "You think that you're in charge? I'll show you."
He grabbed Spnaosh by the shoulder with one hand and then with the other proceeded to punch him in the face.
Spanish staggered backward.
"You thiink I'm done, yeah?" He moved closer to Spanish. Tim then grabbed Spanish by the wrist as he was dazed. Tim punched him in the stomach.
"Ghh–" He collapsed back onto the floor.
"Listen to me, Spanish." Tim yanked at the wrist that Spanish was holding himself up by, causing him to smash his face into the floor.
Spanish pitifully looked up at Tim.
"You mean nothing. You are worth nothing. And you will listen to me, you got that?"
"Yes–yes, sir..." Spanish stuttered.
"That's right." Tim snarled. "And don't you ever forget it."
As Spanish stood up, he stumbled, nearly tripping over himself. He stumbled out of the kitchen, holding on to furniture to try and stop himself from collapsing again.
As Spanish got back to his room, he locked the door and slid down to the floor. He covered his face with his hands.
