Tapping his foot impatiently, Julien glanced at the clock on the wall. How long was he expected to wait? Just as he thought that the door opened and a dejected looking Everett walked in. Immediantly his anger faltered with concern. Were their friends that angry?<br/>“W-what’s wrong? Was it Case?” But Everett suddenly looked up with a smile that he struggled to wipe off his face.<br/>Before he knew it he grabbed his hands and started babbling in excitement.<br/><br/>Holding up a hand he stopped him mid sentence.<br/>“You actually left me here...” Jules muttered, scowling. “I know you were worried about Case, and I gave you permission to go, but...” He sighed, shaking his head. He didn’t know how to say it. No matter what he said he’d just feel like a selfish asshole.<br/>“Whatever. Let’s just go home.” Even though he was angry he took Everett’s hand, walking to the door. What was he supposed to do? Demand an apology? Although it would be nice. Throw a fit? That would just make them both feel worse, he wasn’t Case. It was done and it wasn’t a big deal. That’s what he told himself.<br/><br/>Opening the door he froze at the sight of Case and Mads. Scowling at Case like he had at Everett a few minutes ago he turned his head to the side and released Everett’s hand to walk ahead of them all without a word. He found himself partially blaming Case for Everett running off. Not to mention he was still hurt by his outburst earlier. Why was it such a big deal if they kept it from them? He just didn’t understand. Mads was the only one he wasn’t pissed at right now.