“I don’t know what you want me to do, Hel. I can’t just keep taking time off work to look after you!”
He stood and watched as the teenager turned his back on him and stormed upstairs, shouldering roughly past Ishca as he went. There was the characteristic slam of Hel’s bedroom door, and Aki wondered vaguely when he’d be forced to replace the hinges. The big ceramic technician clenched his fists, and resisted the urge to punch something in frustration.
“Aki?”
“I don’t bloody know what’s wrong