I'd never seen Marid so angry in my entire life, and that's really saying something. I watched silently as Marid screamed at Amir for an array of reasons I can't bother to follow, but I'm sure this is all just pent up aggression from Amir and I not showing up to the party last night. I didn't expect him to be this mad, to be honest, as he never seems to care about anyone anyway--but here we are, Marid's fists clenched in Amir's plain white t-shirt while threatening to "mess up that pretty face of his." Marid took a breath and backed down eventually, but I couldn't help but feel worried for Amir. I ran up to him afterward to inspect him and make sure he was okay, but he just laughed at my worry and ruffled my hair without a care in the world. I can't believe I actually worry about this dork.