"Why did you leave my room?" Is the first thing Atlas asks, after entering said room and glaring at Salem. He has his arms crossed, which unfortunately makes his muscles more noticeable. This is distracting.
Atlas has a t-shirt and grey sweatpants on, but his hair is messy and he's not wearing any rings or bandages or anything, including his piercings. It makes it apparent that he put next to no effort into his appearance today, and Salem finds himself even more curious about where this guy has been.
"Why did you leave first?" Salem retorts, raising an eyebrow.
"That doesn't matter. You should've waited."
Salem scrunches his face up a bit, still laying flat on Atlas' bed with a dog on his legs. He stares at the guy, unimpressed. "You shouldn't have left."
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