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Ghoul doesn't even know how it started.
Everyone in the diner is tired and on edge, one of their last claps was a disaster, Ghoul almost died and Kobra stopped talking for three days after seeing Jet get hit by a blast. Party got up and left as soon as their wounds had been tended to and left the others in a complete disarray.
Jet just limps around trying to do damage control without collapsing in pain, cursing xyr life and all the stars and Ghoul for sulking in the corner and Party for running off and just barely keeps xemself from trying to shake some sense into xyr crewmates.
So when Poison returns high as a kite and probably drunk off their ass no one even has the strength to yell at them and so Ghoul, exhausted and furious, bottles up all his emotions inside his little bubble of wrath.
They rarely argue but when they do, they leave pain and destruction in their path and this time is no exception, in fact it's even worse because Ghoul's crying as he says some cruel shit and Party's lips are pressed together in a thin white line, and they're silent, completely silent and everyone knows that when Poison shuts up nothing good is coming and Jet tries to stop Ghoul but he's kept everything inside for too long and now that he has started letting it out he can't, just can't stop.
Kobra is by his sibling's side, his sunglasses off for once and his eyes are the size of the moon, wide and scared and he's pulling slightly at the hem of his shirt, his fingers twisting nervously into the fabric.
Party is curling in on themself, like a wounded animal, his shoulder slumping slightly and head hanging down, hair a curtain shielding him from the world and specifically Ghoul's words.
"YOU THINK YOU CAN PLAY WAR AND HAVE FUN UNTIL ALL GOES WRONG AND THEN YOU RUN AND LEAVE EVERYONE BEHIND!! ENJOY BEING THE FUCKING FACE OF REVOLUTION UNTIL THINGS DON'T GO YOUR WAY POISON! WELL LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, O MIGHTY PARTY POISON, YOU'RE A WEAK COWARD AND AN IDIOT AND YOU HURT EVERYONE AROUND YOU, NOTHING GOOD COMES FROM YOU AMD YOUR STUPID PLANS AND YOUR STUPID LIFE-"
Party sucks in a loud breath and puffs out their cheeks as if they're trying to hold their tears behind their sealed lips and then Ghoul hears what he said and his heart clenches painfully, goosebumps running up his neck.
He won't apologize he knows he's right, he is right, it wasn't his fault but as Party straightens their back and squeezes their eyes shut he feels like dying.
The redhead is not crying but their face is pale and blotchy, jaw set firmly as they turn around and go out of the diner and then the car door is slamming and the engine of the trans am is roaring to life.
Jet leaves the room and Kobra is staring at a fixed point on the floor, arms wound tightly around himself while Ghoul feels as something withers inside him.
He wanted Party to hurt as much as he hurt, he wanted to get his point across to them but it feels like he just destroyed everything he could ever destroy, he wreaked havoc upon his family like he does with everything.
He just prays to the Witch that this isn't the end.