Ollie went to go into the bathroom when I informed him "by the way we still have to sleep somewhere else" he turned round frowning at me, crossing my arms over my chest I raised an eyebrow "you destroyed most of the furniture so we need to sleep in a different room until we can get this all sorted" Ollie huffed out "fine". Hearing him say it like that I scoffed out "who's fault is it?" Turning round I walked into the wardrobe, Ollie stormed after me "what's that supposed to mean? Are you saying it’s my fault?" Turning round I glared at him "who's fault is it then if it’s not yours?" He flinched opening his mouth to say something but I continued "Ollie you destroyed the room before we even went to the training field for the fight" Ollie tilted his head to the side.
I decided to ask "Ollie
