Lance got home to his apartment in a terrible temper. He stomped through the corridors of the compound down to his apartment hoping he didn’t meet anyone and have to observe social niceties, as he wasn’t sure he could at that moment.
Once safely behind his apartment door he kicked off his shoes and threw down his jacket, the actions in no way violent enough to burn off his pent-up aggression. He considered going down to the gym in order to run hard or utilise the boxing bag, but knew that he would have to interact with the others there, and it would cause comment as he was not a gym goer usually.
What could he say when asked what he was so pissed off about? That his brother’s errant wife’s friend had looked at him in disappointment and di
