Anger sat in the tiny room they called the living room. In part, the small size was a good thing, because anything larger would be very sparsely furnished by how little they owned. As it was, the room was comfortable enough, though it only held a small couch, an even smaller table and a television that was practically antique.
He flipped through the channels on said TV, stopping finally on a program he didn't recognize. It wasn't peaceful, that was for sure. But Anger had always been drawn to the more violent shows. It was just part of his nature. He wondered if he could get away with watching it, considering
"Anger? What are you watching?"
Anger flinched involuntarily. He should have known she would hear the television and come in. Morality hated violence, though she'd never use such a strong word for her feelings.
"You know," Morality began, choosing her words carefully. "You really shouldn't watch shows like that. They don't help your temper."
Anger felt a swell of, well, a