Rose took a step back, not expecting his hostility toward her.

Caden found it,a thin bladed knife that fit to his hands.He retreated back to the mirror,bracing himself for the pain about to surge.He went,slicing into where the poison started.It oozed out,a mix of black and red running down his neck.Caden let out a slight sound of releif as he could breath almost normally again.

Rose couldn't watch him cut himself, turning and walking to the bar. She sat down with a sigh of tiredness, even though she'd hardly done anything that day

Once most of it had been drained out,Caden wiped everything off with water,hoping it would'nt bleed to much.

Rose placed her arms on the bar and laid her head on her arms before closing her eyes

Caden walked in,his neck barely bleeding as he grabbed a RedBull.He leaned on the bar from the other direction,confused with what she was doing.

Rose heard him close the fridge and her head shot up. She looked at him, confused as to why he was staring at her. "What?" She asked quietly

"I don't know.You went from being all happy to......this." He mutters,taking a few sips of the drink.

"I don't know why, but i'm just tired. I didn't really do anything specific today." She said, smiling softly at him

"Makes sense." He says,tossing the empty can and reaching for the liquor cabinet,drawing his hand back sharply.