Chapter21

#Chapter21

/"Clyde,/" Link drawled out, leaning back into the kitchen chair. /"Kindly shut up— I can't hear myself losing the will to live over the sound of your whining./"

What feeble tenderness Lincoln had shown him, what mild shred of humanity Aiden had caught a glimpse towards, was gone. It had dried up vanished upon Clyde's arrival, and he'd hit the default button and gone right back to pretending Aiden didn't exist.

/"For once, can't you just be serious, Link?/" The dimpled, boyish smile Clyde often wore was nowhere in sight. Nor was his usual cheerful and laid back attitude. Instead, a harsh frown blotted his expression, his eyebrows forced together and his lips pressed into a tight slash.

/"I am being serious,/" Link replied. He was sprawled in the island chair, his chin propped up by his cupped hand. /"All I can hear is your voice. It's quite depressing, if I'm being honest./"