Suddenly she rushes back in, jumping on the bed and hugging him tightly. She continuously whimpers "I'm so sorry!" over and over, her voice slightly muffled as she lays her head on his chest.

"I-it's okay!" He quickly exclaims.

She shakes her head, "He always does this! He threatens all my friends until they don't feel comfortable being my friend! They always end up leaving, they don't talk to me anymore! I always forgive him because he's just being protective! I can't lose you though! Tirou, I'm sorry!" She whimpers at the end, standing and stepping away from the bed, rubbing her nose and wiping away tears that were falling down her cheeks with the heel of her hands.

He opens his mouth, but it's clear he doesn't know how to respond.

She smiles, seeming slightly amused, then she frowns, turning on her heel and walking out of his room. She quickly goes back to her seat, picking up her drawing pad and pencil, continuing her lazy sketch.

He lays back down with a soft sigh.

Suddenly there's a soft knock on the door, she tenses her eyes darting towards the hall then at the door. She stands quietly, resting her stuff on the table, another knock sounds, a bit impatient. She walks over to the door, opening it cautiously.

He just lays there silently.

She frowns, glaring at her old friend who had yet to call her back. "What do you want?" She snaps at him, leaning on the door frame. He sighs, looking away, "I was just wondering how you were doing... Haven't talked or seen you in forever." He chuckles. She quickly stands, walking towards him with a cold glare, "And why do you think that is!? You think I didn't try to call you back?" She growls, her wings unfolding and spreading in her anger. He stumbles back, falling down and scrambling away from her as she persues him.

(Hey, I made a private roleplay, it was supposed to be with somebody else but she isn't very into Roleplays, you wanna do it with me?)