Yelling At Me For What?

(A/N Dogfood: public display of affection.)

(Long chapter. Sorry, there wasn't an upload yesterday. Thank you for the love, gifts, and comments. Love you. Thank you.)

Familiar footsteps drifted into Hayden, Mason, Andy, Caleb, Philip, and Craig's ears, attracting their attention, but surprisingly, unlike the familiar swoosh or joyful strides of the person, the person kept trudging and dragging his feet one after the other.

Each absentminded step he takes into the mansion reveals how hollow and stricken Simon is.

Simon's eyes were sunken. His lips were pale and dry, and his face was pale as if it had been completely drained of blood.

Simon's figure had turned frail as if he could be swept by the breeze. His whole person seemed to have been dealt a blow.

Upon seeing Simon’s unusual behavior, Philip tilted his neck and blinked craftily. He propped his chin with his elbow and curiously eyed the hollow-looking Simon.

Thinking about something, Philip curiously stretched his neck and gazed a