Descent
the older man looked every bit like a disappointed educator.
“Fuck man, you're so hopeless…” Harry muttered, having the gall to actually try to walk out of the room.
“Unlike you, I'm a simple guy with simple tastes, okay?!” Alastor yelled right after him, chucking the hoodie on the floor.
Harry paused by the doorway and gave him a look, “Screw you man, you mean you have no taste at all!”
“Try looking presentable at the very least!” Sean exclaimed, stopping Alastor from charging after the idiot and start a fight, “Mate or not, you're still dealing with a goddess!”