C1037 I'm Full of Anger

Coming out of the study, the door opened and almost knocked over the meatball guarding it.

Luckily I reacted fast and didn't crash into it.

"Doyle, why aren't you eating? Why are you standing here?" I bent my upper body and asked him in a low voice.

Doyle didn't say anything either. His black grape-like eyes were fixed on Waverly's body, and his gaze was very vigilant