Suddenly, without warning, or any real provocation in the current flow of the conversation, Isa slammed his fist down on the table. Slammed it down hard enough to make the whole table rattle.
His head was facedown on the table, burred in the crook of his elbow. "Why!? Why me!? I don't have anything to do with you people!"
Isa stands up, slamming his hands on the table, "Why didn't you want to tell me!? Was I just supposed to find out on my own?"
He sends glares to Riku and Roxas, though they're somewhat mitigated by the fact that his eyes are red and puffy and his face is tearstreaked.
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His head was facedown on the table, burred in the crook of his elbow. "Why!? Why me!? I don't have anything to do with you people!"
Isa stands up, slamming his hands on the table, "Why didn't you want to tell me!? Was I just supposed to find out on my own?"
He sends glares to Riku and Roxas, though they're somewhat mitigated by the fact that his eyes are red and puffy and his face is tearstreaked.