Snippet #2182865

Arthur's dark camellia eyes slowly opened and he found himself staring at the barely-lit ceiling of his room. He lay still for about a half hour before finally letting out a sigh and forcing himself out of bed. He had been waiting for the alarm to go off before he got up, but for some reason he felt like it was taking too long. Turning, he noticed the clock on his nightstand showed that it was fifteen minutes pass the time the alarm was supposed to sound, which surprised him quite a bit. Maybe they really did turn it off after Ron asked them again. Arthur narrowed his eyes and moved them onto the carpet flooring for a few moments. He just hoped Ron cam back some time last night and didn't go off and do something stupid.

He spent a little more time getting dressed, putting on a white, v-neck T-shirt with a dark brown suit jacket, keeping it unbuttoned of course, along with a pair of black slacks. After that he brushed his teeth, combed his hair, and slipped on a pair of dark blue socks before splashing his face with some cold water and heading downstairs.

"I don't want to hurt you... I killed a man with my finger yesterday. What if my hug is to strong and hurts your back..." Ron stopped for a moment as he reached the bottom of the stairs as he heard Ron's voice, somewhat relieved and yet he still felt angry with him.

He continued down with his hands stuck in the pockets of his jacket and turned the corner to see Ron's back turned to him with Rain's arms wrapped around him. He hesitated a moment before casually lifting his foot and planting it in the middle of Ron's back, giving him a good kick, clearly interrupting the moment the two were just having. It most likely didn't do anything at all, but it made Arthur feel a little better and Ron would hopefully get the message. "Where the heck were you last night?" He asked, passing him and then moving over the the cabinets above the coffee maker. "You're an idiot, disappearing like that and tossing out your earpiece so we couldn't track you." He continued on, pulling down a box of cinnamon toast cereal and setting it on the counter before grabbing for a bowl and pouring the box. "Did you even think about how that could make you look to the higher-ups?" He opened the refrigerator as he spoke and grabbed the milk, glancing over at him with a piercing gaze as he poured the liquid into his bowl. "And Jasper was worried sick about you."

He twisted the lid back onto the milk and shut it in the refrigerator before straightening up and facing Ron. "Quit acting like you're the only one who has problems, you're being selfish and not to mention childish. How do you think your emotional crash is making the rest of us feel? We're your friends, and the last time I checked friends are supposed to help each other. You're making that a bit difficult." Finally he got himself a spoon and picked up his bowl, ready to take it to the floor below and find himself a table to sit alone. "Now go take a shower or something. I'd rather not share a house with someone who smells like alcohol and sweat." He said, then looking over at Rain and giving her a smile. "Oh sorry, good morning to you, Rain, excuse me." He said before turning to leave, though he stopped as he passed Ron. "I hope you're going to go apologize to Jasper after this."