Goddammit, it's the middle of the motherfucking day, you bitch!
[He's shouting through the walls of his hive before he's even out, making a fuss about the hour, even though of course he's already up, having another venture with sleeplessness.
He rips the door open with a force he really shouldn't be applying, considering he's already put a crack down the top of it once. But his eyes haven't even turned a shade, save for a slightly unhinged orange-gold tint that was there already.]
What?
[He doesn't open the door for her. He stands there, with one hand braced on the frame and the other hidden inside.]
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[He's shouting through the walls of his hive before he's even out, making a fuss about the hour, even though of course he's already up, having another venture with sleeplessness.
He rips the door open with a force he really shouldn't be applying, considering he's already put a crack down the top of it once. But his eyes haven't even turned a shade, save for a slightly unhinged orange-gold tint that was there already.]
What?
[He doesn't open the door for her. He stands there, with one hand braced on the frame and the other hidden inside.]