#bloodworn

holding people to the same standards he holds himself to would be futile. everyone’s a fucking disappointment. the bare minimum he expects, however, is for family members to listen. his anger steels him as he steps closer towards santos rearranging someone’s face, making his presence known with a hand around santos’ collar and pulling him off the newest ferreira member. “ you, inside. you-- ” gaze settles on santos, voice taking on the iratest approach possible without bringing attention to them, “ speak. ” anything other than an apology might test him.