Darian paced the length of the hallway for the umpteenth time, coming to a horrible realisation, his entire days were filled up with Jaxon and Leo and now that neither of them were around, he had no idea of what to do with himself.
He found himself in his apartment once again, just standing in a corner of his living room like a simm.
It was ridiculous, he was accustomed to spending time by himself, never really the one for friends while growing up.
Which meant that if he wasn't with his family then he was all by himself so what exactly was going on just then?
It was starting to get pretty annoying when he paced the entire length of his house unable to sit still for some reason, he refused to accept that it could be jealousy.
Did it irritate him that Leon was the first to take Jaxon on a date? Hell yeah. Did that mean he was jealous? Of course not.