Sal wanted to scream. people were fighting. things were getting out of hand, things things things. ENOUGH. he feels tears come to his eyes. Please... Make it stop. Sal falls to his knees, his head in his hands. Please. just... please. find common ground, this is no time to fight amongst ourselves. He whispers.
Fights at school and what not, cham being this, its a bit much for me, sorry. imma take a break from this. if you need me, pms.