Davi swallowed hard and leaned back in his chair after closing the laptop lid. He closed his eyes, rubbing his temples with one hand. He knew she was going through seven levels of hell right now, with her father passing away and the tension that seemed to being going on with her brothers. He pretended not to notice but there was only so much
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No wonder some people were willing to pact with spirits. Willing to accept outside bonds and aids and powers to get a boost-up. He sighed inside his head at his ability to think of something like this at this time. Standing outside the door he took a deep breath. It was important that he be calm for her. He just wanted to be her support. He knocked on the door and called Ren's name.
"May I come in?"
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She rolled off the bed, wincing as her torn jeans ripped some more, and stomped over to unlock the door. Opening it a second later, she hung her head in the door frame. Some of her anger (though she wasn't really angry, more annoyed. Frustrated? Apathetic?) melted away at that look in his eyes. Why did he always have to look so fucking understanding? It made being on the outs with him awful hard.
"Hey," Ren greeted flatly as she stepped out of the way to let him in.
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He waited, forearms resting on his knees as he leaned forward a bit.
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