"I can't believe you!" Rapunzel shouted, voice cracking, giving way to the sadness and anger she felt. Her eyes were red and swollen, eyelashes bound together by the constant flow of tears.
"Can't believe me? Can't believe me?" Jack screamed, slamming the end of his staff on the stone ground, sending a powerful blast of cold air around the source of impact. His voice was raw from yelling at the blonde before him, his face was flushed with anger and rage. "You're the one that can't have any fun! You don't do anything other than waste away in this fucking tower!" The personification leaned in close to Rapunzel's face, clenching and grinding his molars.
"We all don't have the freedom and time you have, Jack. We're not all as lucky as you are!" she snapped back, accompanied by large arm gestures and the sound of her greedily taking in oxygen. Her eyes stared directly at his, eye-contact unwavering as what she said set in.
"Lucky? You think I'm lucky?" he questioned, pulling himself away from her as quickly as he could. He turned and began stomping down the stairs of the tower, headed towards the singular opening of the tall building. "You've got to be fucking kidding me!"
"Where are you going, Jack?" Rapunzel's voice changed tones as he walked to the small upstairs balcony and her face became worried and panicked. "Jack, stop!"
"I'm leaving. I'm done with this," he responded, climbing onto the window ledge. His face glowed with regret under the moonlight, his cheeks were damp with sorrow.
"Jack, we need to talk about this!" she cried out, hurt by his actions and his words. She rushed down the stairs to plead for him to stay.
"I'm tired of talking, Rapunzel. I'm not talking about this anymore."J
"A-And then he left," the blonde choked out, gripping tightly at her moistened and makeup-stained pillow. Her torso shook rapidly between long cries of agony; she ignored her friend telling her to breathe. Her hair parted abnormally and showed the obvious grease covering the roots of her golden tresses, but her friend still sat beside her and patted her back.
"Punz.." Hiccup started again, but stopped for the hundredth time as he was interrupted by his beautiful companions' whimpering. "Punz, come on, it's going to be okay.." he went to stroke her hair, but pulled away awkwardly and nervously, uncomfortable with the situation.
"No," she whispered, shifting to rest her head on her brown haired friends' legs. "I can't-" her voice stopped as her mouth tightened and the tears began to flow more rapidly.
Hiccup sat through another hour or so of agonizing and painful social torture before she began to calm down and quiet. Her breathing became more steady and she curled her legs against her chest. After a quarter hour passed, Hiccup decided it would be best if he left the now sleeping girl be, and pulled the covers over her exposed legs.
"Goodnight, Rapunzel," Hiccup whispered before tiptoeing out of the girls room, careful to avoid stepping on any of her winding hair.