"Tell me about you, what happened to your eye?" Aman then added something over the oval-shaped batter. The sizzling sound continued.
"I half-murdered a kid, his father sent three Japanese assassins to kill me. They got my eye, Devon's arm, Gwen's consciousness." Ryan replied.
"Whoa! Why would you do that? Are you a delinquent?"
"No… I did that… because that bastard was bullying my friend–" his words stuck in his throat, "Our… friend…"
Silence fell all over the room again. Naomi, Gwen, Devon dropped their heads down in grief.
"He… was a good friend…" Gwen muttered.
Devon and Ryan were feeling guilty for the first time since they killed Pete. the absence of Pete around them started to make its effect now…
"Hm." Aman nodded, "Rest in peace, kiddo." He muttered.
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"Ah, come on! Say something!" Aman shouted, "Do not do it! Do not make this awkward!" he shouted again.
