Marco was throwing darts. Which much force too, I might add.
"Come in," he said in answer to the knock on his door.
Jake stepped inside as Marco pegged another dart. He followed the throw to the dartboard, which has a picture of Clint's face on it.
"I'm guessing you know about Rach, then," Jake said.
"Last night," Marco growled.
"Well, at least it's not Zac's face up there any more. I don't think it was doing anything for your friendship."
Marco didn't reply.
"Come on Marco! Quit hiding behind the lie that you think of her as a sister. We all know you only ever started saying that because of Tobias. Well, Tobias left. He's living with his Andalite family. Dude just... tell her already."
"To what end? To what blasted end, damn it?" Marco demanded. "Obviously she's more interested in people like Zac and Clint."
And here Marco threw another dart at Clint's face with more force than he had already been using.
"Marco, she thinks you think of her as a sister. If she has any interest in you of course she's not going to say anything or do anything about it," Jake rolled his eyes. "Fine, if you want to be an idiot and stew in your own juices, go right ahead."
With a sigh, Jake left. Marco just threw darts with a scowl on his face.
"Yeahhhh right in the eye you scum bag!"