Leaving Clementine calm down after an angry outburst has always seemed like the best course of action to Louis. She's a lot like Violet in that way. A wave of anger like lighting touch-paper- sharp and violent, quick to spark, but something that doesn't remain forever. He knew, with a little space, she'd be okay again. Hence the note.
His face splits into a grin as he opens the door, stepping aside to let her in.
"Well, good morning, you! How's that fist of yours?"
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Date: 2019-01-27 09:08 pm (UTC)His face splits into a grin as he opens the door, stepping aside to let her in.
"Well, good morning, you! How's that fist of yours?"