"You seriously aren't thinking of going out there, are you?!" Carlos blocked Damon's path. Why was his friend stupidly stubborn?
"Move away," Damon commanded him.
"You are only going to start a fight with him. It is not worth it,"
Damon smiled like a lunatic, "At Least the fight would be entertaining,"
Carlos's brows raised, "Are you fucking kidding me? You live for the thrills now?"
"What's life without fun?" He patted Carlos on the shoulder, "Besides, who said anything about a fight? We are two young men who would discuss like the fine sensible men we are,"
Only a fool would be deceived by those words, not him. So when Damon tried to move, Carlos blocked him again.
Damon frowned, "Don't interfere else I would stop being your friend for real," He threatened Carlos and he knew he meant it.
"Damn you!" Carlos pushed him on the chest yet made way for him to pass through.
