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Logan closed his eyes, listening to the two argure on and on...

It was enough to drive someone insane. He felt insane sometimes, listening to them go on and on.

Roman and Virgil never got along well, and now was no different. Arguring and arguring.

"I had this blanket first!" Roman pulled the blanket in question back over his lap, only for Virgil to grab it back.

"No, I did, prince no brains!" Virgil took it back only for Roman to grab it again.

"No, I ha-"

"Shut up!" Logan snapped, screaming, it felt good and terrifying at the same time. A relase of emotions, but a moment of weakness.

"No need to be so angry," Roman grumbled, deciding just to sit beside Virgil and share the blanket.

Logan left the room, holding his head. Still so...angry.

Angry.

"Please stop," he muttered, as if his brain would listen and stop the onslaught of emotions. "Stop stop stop-"

he cried, falling into a puddle on the ground, sobbing pathetically.

He was so angry.

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