[Kit stared as the other boy settled into the remaining space next to him on the bed. They were shoulder-to-shoulder, at least until he felt compelled to pull his limbs in closer, knees drawn to his chest, and arms draped over top of them. His phone dangled limply from one hand, the lit up face now and then flickering with life, but whatever activity seemed to be taking place on the app seemed to be very far away from his current train of thought.
He wasn't even looking at his phone or even Vincent anymore, but some point across the dimly lit room. The hollow of the bathroom doorway, or perhaps a blank spot on the wall. Anywhere and everywhere that couldn't stare back at him. Or worse, stare into him.]
Is that what you came in here looking for? A fight?
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He wasn't even looking at his phone or even Vincent anymore, but some point across the dimly lit room. The hollow of the bathroom doorway, or perhaps a blank spot on the wall. Anywhere and everywhere that couldn't stare back at him. Or worse, stare into him.]
Is that what you came in here looking for? A fight?