[ Alec wants to get out of this goddamn bed and punch Peter right in the face, but his injuries and the medicine in his veins make him sluggish, make his whole body feel oddly detached. At best, he manages to clench a fist. ]
So why didn't you say something? I can't read your fucking mind. I don't know how this works, so excuse me for panicking.
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So why didn't you say something? I can't read your fucking mind. I don't know how this works, so excuse me for panicking.