I Want To Get It

"Damn..."

Arvid groaned the moment he magically arrived in his room. He frustratingly leaned on the door of his room, exasperatedly sighing as he ran his hand through his hair. 

He threw his clothes that he picked up from Frey's floor on his bed, making him squat as he put both of his hands on his head, frustrated. 

"They came at such a wrong time," he mumbled to himself, his member still not calming down. 

He furrowed his brows when he realized that it would not calm down--unless he does something about it. 

As he was about to come to the bathroom to satisfy himself, he suddenly stopped in his tracks. A sudden thought had passed through his mind, making him groan once more. 

'I could have gotten Frey to come here with me with my powers!'

"Shit..."

Shaking himself from his thoughts, Arvid entered his bathroom to give himself a cold shower instead, no longer wanting to satisfy himself. 

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