"Rylon is right. Remember one thing, there are many bees in the hive but there is only one queen bee. In this case, there are many men who will try to woo her just like you but there is only one Amber for you," Dylon explained.
"Woo? Who uses that word anymore?" Rylon scoffed. "Anyway, whatever he said makes sense. You need to be fast, grab the sandwich before someone else takes it away from you."
Helplessly shaking his head, Ivan sighed, "You both talk nonsense. And why am I even discussing this with you both? I have better things to do." Without waiting for their reply, he got up. "I have to pack, we are leaving early tomorrow and—"
Cutting him off, he asked, "How sure are you that she isn't talking to any other guy apart from you?"
Scrunching his brows, he snapped, "Does it matter? She can talk to any guy she likes, what does that have anything to do with me?"
"Really? You don't care at all?"
