TW//Anger issues

682 has had a rough day. The rage inside him has struck its boiling point.

He hid himself at the bottom of his acid tank to avoid him lashing out at others. That,he didn't want. Never again.

He snarled when he heard a knock on the side of his tank. He lifted himself out of the acid and near the Catwalk to see who was bothering him.

Sister. His sister,Rosie. She was silent,then spoke up.

"...can...can I help you?" She meekly asked.

682 thought for a moment. Then be nodded and dove back under the acid to head for the alternative exit so he wouldn't splash his sister with the acid.

When he got there,Rosie was there waiting for him.

She let him rest against her once he was sure the acid was totally gone. He breathed a sigh of relief. Her presence makes everything better.

Rosie gently pet 682's head,smiling.

"Now that you feel better....what got you like this?" She asked.

[....just...everything about today.....and you weren't there...and they kept saying disgusting things...] He ranted.

Rosie kept petting his head. "Shhhh...I'm here."

And she was. She was there for hours.

He loved his sister.