Harry paced in his direction and slapped Tristan's arm which made him cough after he was abruptly stopped by Harry's hit in drinking the water. He glared at Harry. "What's wrong with you?!"
"That's payback for being rude to me last night. Anyway. I don't have your keys, so I can't drive your car here." Harry sat at the dining table.
"I'll get it myself." Tristan continued drinking. "Is that why you're here?"
"No. I just dropped—" Harry was startled as his phone rang. His brows knitted as Erwin was calling him. "Wait for a second."
He stood up and went to the living room before answering the call. "Yes. Erwin?"
[Sir, good morning. I'm sorry for disturbing you but, I have something important to tell you.] Erwin greeted him. Harry's brows were now more knitted.
"Go ahead."
Erwin fell silent for a moment. [Uh. Should I tell the good news first or the bad one?]
