[The need to rearrange Loki's face is fierce and his clenched fists tremble. But they are probably catching the attention of the teacher table and Rin reminds himself how epically bad that would be. He wants very badly to yell at the guy, but that wold be bad as well, because, again, teachers. And everyone else would hear first hand what really happened, and if Rin is supposed to die young, he'd rather it not be by his boyfriend's hand. So he draw in a deep breath and seethes through gritted teeth. Really, it's more like he's breathing fire.]

We were interrupted by his busybody, dumb, blonde roommate, who apparently instead of sleeping goes poking around in other people's bed business. So shut. The. Fuck. Up. Before I decide to rearrange your face.