the_bad_brother

It takes a moment before I can work up the will to speak, though however obvious it may be, I have no intention of saying so. Doing so would feel too much like conceding, like letting him win, even if a part of me suspects that he already has, by getting me here in the first place. It's not like that hasn't worked out alright for me, too. "You haven't seen me get angry," I reply, likewise breathless, gaze sharp as I look up at him. "That's not what I'd call this at all."