Heavy downpour

"What shall we do? It had been two days since he had locked himself in the room. Not even Noworry was allowed to enter. I am worried Vlass" A panicked voice of a woman resounded in the room.

Desella was pacing the whole room because of her anxiety. At first, she thought Severus was sad, so she gave him space but now, two days have passed, and not even once Severus has initiated the contact. He even denied food and daily necessity. This was something no one was expecting.

On the other hand, Vlass was coolly sitting on the sofa. Lazily sipping on his tea, he didn't pay heed to what Desella was blabbering.

For him worrying was bothersome.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Desella's hurried footsteps disturbed his peace and he finally felt anger surging inside him.

Tap!

He placed his cup heavily on the glass table. The table shook from the force while the sound startled Desella.

"…."

"Can you stop it?"

Tak! Tak! Tak!