"Don't give up."
Daniel shrugged with a carefree attitude after he uttered the three words.
Gael's curious expression slipped from his face and was replaced with a 'Are you fûcking kidding me?' look on his face, his brows deeply furrowed and jaw ticked. "What?!"
"Don't give up," Daniel repeated, ignoring the scowl on Gael's face.
"I heard you the first time."
"You asked, 'What'."
"What kind of advice is that?" Gael rolled his eyes, thinking that talking to Daniel right now was a waste of his time.
Daniel suppressed a smirk from forming fully on his face, but it was apparent that it annoyed the other even more. "So you're admitting that you're asking advice from me?" he asked.
"I'm not. We just happened to talk about it, and you're telling me what to do." Gael's tone sounded passive like he wasn't at all interested.
