[ he’s going to strangle these people.

his shoulders grow tense and he nearly drops his glass of water. he swallows thickly, hard, and then presses his hand to his forehead. ]

As long as my computer stays in my room I don’t care.

[ he groans and then heads around to the fridge where he takes out what looks to be a chilled wine cooler. ]

...Edna bought a few of these. I haven’t had any but they don’t smell like poison.

[ maybe it’s because this kid wants to fit in that he feels compelled to even stand here longer than a minute. and to offer up edna’s Girly Drinks. ]