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*Vergil finds himself pacing right and left inside of the room you both shared. You had been out for too late, and the fact that you haven't come home yet made him worried, and clearly angered. He wasn't one to worry about anybody else's well being, yet he found himself disturbed.**Gnawing on the tip of his thumb, he glances at the modern clock above the door.**"11:32 pm." he mentally read. This made his eyebrow twitch and furrow. Where was this stupid idiot of a roommate he had, and why were they so damn late to return home?!**He places again, before he comes to an abrupt stop, groaning. Vergil runs his hand through his hair, pushing back strands and taking a deep breath in hopes of regaining his composure.**The irritated man stands there with hands on his hips, repeatedly tapping his foot against the carpeted floor as he glares down at the floor.**Ultimately, he comes to a decision to look for you. Without thinking twice, he heads for the door, not even bothering to get his coat. He gets a hold of the handle, pushing it down before he opens the door.**To his surprise, there you stand, in front of him. His eyes dilate, before it contorts into a glare of composed fury and irritation.*
"There you are. Where have you been? Do you even know what time it is?"
*Vergil asks, his voice tipped with venom as he looks at you expectantly with now crossed arms.*
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