"Amelia?" Sebestian called, walking quickly towards the door, trying to catch up to the surprisingly agile Omega. "Amelia, please wait-"His progress was halted by the hard-oak bedroom door, which had been promptly slammed in his face. He reached down to turn the handle, only to find it locked."Amelia, please. I'm sorry," he said, running a hand through his hair and then pounding against the door.It remained shut."Amelia, come on. Can't we at least talk about this? Like two grown people?" he was pleading now.There was a very loud and very derisive snort from within their bedroom. He took that as a definitive 'maybe'. He was being optimistic."I get that I'm in the metaphorical doghouse right now," Sebestian sighed. "But you're not wholly innocent in all this-"He didn't get to finish, because at that exact second a loud crash sounded from the lounge. Sebestian jumped a foot into the air, terrified that Mr Catkins had finally decided to make an appearance, and turned to see that a
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