#nlovendwar

Cordelia looked at Anton like he’d grown another head. Did he really expect her to do anything less? “If you’re asking whether I had those motherfuckers from the rival mob tortured on purpose, then yes I did. All three of them. They had nothing to tell me, though. In fact, they knew less than I do.” She sipped the chamomile tea in her cup – one of the people running around after her had made it. Did they really think it’d calm her down, though? Things were far too chaotic for that to ever happen. “Do you think I did the wrong thing?” she asked. ( @nlovendwar ) 

Mathieu looked at Anton and sighed, he wasn’t really an affectionate person, but Anton was his guy. He shrugged. “Alright bud, bring it in” He said, widening his arms towards him. A part of him wondered if he was joking, his cousin used to when he was younger. The conversation would end with thrown punches before he would even get to hug him. 

“Crazy” Ethan said without a doubt. “Jealousy is normal, it’s a primal feeling. It sort of has it’s own balance, comes with the territory, it can be controlled. But crazy..” He shook his head. “There are no limits, no bounds, it has no origin and no solution.”