Adriel could hardly understand a word through Zee's hysteria. He could already feel a headache building at the base of his skull, working its way up to his temple, crawling through his head like ants creeping over food.<br/><br/>"Ezekiel," he nearly snapped. "I was half asleep so I'm sorry for whatever happened, for fuck's sake."<br/><br/>He grit his teeth and got up, stalking to his dresser and digging for some clean clothes. The delicate little flower routine was wearing thin really quick.