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Dave made enough noise packing that Bro would have no trouble telling that he was home.

Bro glanced behind him at the door, before slowly getting up and going to take a piss. When he walked out, he walked past Dave's room, seeing as how the door was closed and probably locked.

Dave's door was actually slightly ajar. That explained why he was noisier than usual. He was moving around the room, putting some things in boxes and others in a trash bag.

After taking his leak, Bro stopped at his door, waiting there for a moment. Then he opened the door a little, brow raising at what he saw. "...Dave?"

"Get the fuck out" Dave snarled

Bro swallowed hard at what he saw, his stomach churning again. "What are you doing?"

"The fuck does it look like, I know you don't need fucking glasses" Dave snapped.

"You can't be serious." He said, trying to control his body from shaking.

"You already made your choice" Dave stated coldly. "So I'm making mine. You're choosing John, So I'm taking myself out of both your fucking lives."

Bro just stood there in silence, his amber eyes blankly staring at Dave.

Dave turned his back to Bro and yanked a handful of pictures off his line, most of them of Bro or John, and threw them into the bag.

He couldn't move and he couldn't speak, the high pitched sound of white noise resonating in his ears.

Dave grabbed his sword off the wall and threw it in the bag as well. He grabbed clothes out of his dresser and threw them in the box.

He felt the pounding in his chest as his entire world crashed around him. Was this really happening? All over John?

Dave started pulling things out of his closet and putting them in the respective container he desired. He pulled out his old kamina shades and scowled at them. He didn't take any effort to snap them in half.

And just like that, Bro was gone, the snap striking him where it hurt. He barricaded himself in his room as he started to hyperventilate.

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