[Cue Peter slamming a fist down on the desk, quite possibly denting it. Oooh Qubit buddy you don't get to complain about your door right now. Or your desk, really.]
I trusted you.
[For now that's all he says, he just reeeally hopes that Qubit will just explain himself and make this easy.]
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I trusted you.
[For now that's all he says, he just reeeally hopes that Qubit will just explain himself and make this easy.]