#mysfig

"You're so annoying! Ugh, why'd I ever agree to this?" Faith snapped at Mystery, irritated, again—Leer could never figure out WHY they were so pissy all the time, probably because Mystery was their ex.

"Well, that was your choice! And my choir could always use extra voices."

"So cryptic as always. Even when we were together."

"My word! My way of speaking does not concern you! You little-"

The fighting continued like always, it was only 7am for gods sake! Leer was just eating some toast he brought along while he listened a few steps behind the two so he could eat in peace, mostly.

The only real moments where Leer had to move was when something was thrown so he didn't get hit, otherwise? It was like having two parents who fought 24/7, not like Leer wasn't already used to that...

At least his parents were divorced and mostly happy now.

Leer didn't speak up still, just watching even as he paused a few times to grab a snack or maybe a drink, they'd been glaring at each other for HOURS now after that fight, Leer was 80% sure they'd start arguing AGAIN.

He hoped not, his head hurt from the constant noise everywhere they went and the fighting didn't help.