Mind Readers, Demons, and Gods, Oh My! (Closed//Stalkers Enabled)

Well what am I supposed to do about it?!

I dunno. Maybe you should've… phrased your apology differently or something.

Shut up a minute would you, it's like all you do is criticize me.

She heard Zackary sigh angrily and sit down, taking her request into heart like the sarcastic asshole he is.

(yeah i just did that..what to do)

(i dunno. you kindaaaa…)

(yeeee i know. but i thought M was gonna be like forgiving, or do we have to work for that)

(yOu GottaA WorK foR it)

(fine where'd he go)

(raises eyebrows well he didn't get teleported back by Neo, so he could be anywhere.)

(M WHERE YOU AT)

(xD)

(oki time to find him)
North glanced into the library as she passed. She stopped when she saw M. "I thought you were leaving?"

(more like, automatically find him. xD)

"I am." He was thoughtfully looking through a book that was glowing a faint green.

(no time to play hide and seek its time to get this shit over with)
North nodded and stayed where she was, looking at M.

(Me: I think there is, though.
M: hell ya)

M glanced over his shoulder at her. What Zackary said previously was true. He looked terrible. His skin was paler and thinner, and it hung off of his face. His eyes were shining overbright as if he had a fever, and his lips looked chapped and thin.

(HA. too late :p
"Are you okay?" She asked quietly.

(anyway I hope that was enough clarification of how much I know about M and imagery. xD)

M shook his head irritably and looked back down at the book. "I'm fine."
Not.

"Ha. You're funny."

M sighed. "Look, what do you want?"

"I don't know how else to say i'm sorry!" She yelled, taking a step towards him.
Zackary I swear to god if you say one word.

I'm merely a spectator.
M shut the book. "There's no need to shout, North. I understand that you feel bad."

"Yeah no fuck you do. What am I supposed to do about it?"

"Nothing."

"You're so difficult. I'm not just gonna leave and do nothing."

"You're just as difficult, you know," M snapped back.

"I know that."

"There's no point in trying, then."

"Trying what?"

"Trying to help me! I'm fine on my own."