Crack went the wood as he split it open with a heavy swing, almost a retort to the question before Poe even really registered it.

He looked up at Finn, his expression still dark but with a tinge of shame, as he grabbed the next piece of wood.

"I'm grounded."

He swung again. Crack! and two pieces of wood clattered apart from each other.

"They won't even give me my driver's lisence back. They said I'm volatile just because I was getting fucking pissed off with everyone treating me like a fucking science experiment."