Titus had been silently crying, not wanting anyone to see.
Michael grabbed Jessie after she slapped Titus. "His mother just died...a few days ago...I should not have mentioned it..."
Titus threw the shards of plate into the trash. "Michael...I deserved what she did...don't blame her...or yoourself...I lost my cool..." going over to the small sink, he tried to wash his hands, hissing in pain.
Keith came into the little kitchenette. "My my...what have you done now Titus?" He frowned..."Go home Titus...and I mean home...no sulking and sleeping here on the couch..."
Harvey and Kevin both burst in the room, Honey holding his bear in between them.