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Crossing his arms over his chest, Mavek closed his eyes as he let out a heavy, weight sigh to hopefully cause his anger to dwindle down some. He then opened his eyes again and stared at this guy. "I'm not going to touch your shit again, god damn," he said and then turned and went back into the bathroom. "I apologize, I guess. Just, stop yelling about everything." He'd noticed that this man had a bit too much testosterone to expel when it came to most things. He then grabbed a shirt out of his bag and stared down at it. There was no way he was going to be able to put that on until he'd calmed down completely. It was hard to change back when he'd changed forcefully like this and not out of his own desire...

Putting his clothes from before in a pile, he grabbed them and then walked out of the bathroom, flicking the light off. He walked back into the room and put his clothes on top of his bag on the floor. He then pulled out a chair and sat down on it, figuring the man didn't want to leave until tomorrow. Placing his gaze on the floor, he was trying to focus on calming himself down some. There was no way he was going to be able to revert without his nerves being settled.