Avi only reprimanded Felix when he knew it would rile him up. Because a furious Felix was Avi’s favorite Felix. Avi gave a soft knock on the glass. Felix’s head jerked upwards, leveling a withering glare as he looked down his nose at Avi. Imperious was Felix’s default setting. In his mind, he was royalty and the rest of the world were peasants. Avi fucking loved that about him.
