"I can't believe you got sick again Victor. When all the virus around the world before seem to be afraid of you... ha-ha ..." Ken said laughing while pressing into his own stomach. Somewhat amused by the jokes that he made himself.
While Victor, who was still weak and lying on the bed, staring sharply at the man now. Of course with his very famous serious face.
"Why are you here anyway?" Victor's head now feeling hurt listening to his best friend's voice.
"Well, I've been wanting to introduce Anne to Irene for a long time. So I call you but you didn't even pick up your phone, went to our base you are also absent, so last attempt, I call Irene then."
Victor narrowed his eyes now.
"And why would you have her phone number actually?" Victor was not satisfied there. If look could kill, Ken is already gone now.
Ken raised both his hands as if surrendering.
