Andy's POV
"So, where should we start from?"
"Anywhere." I responded slowly, trying not to give off how tense my body was currently.
"Alright, I think we should start from Dave." Ash responded casually without wasting any time and I blinked a couple of times as I slowly said straighter. A part of me had felt like he was going to want to start the conversation, but it hadn't ever crossed my mind that he was going to want to talk about Dave first, amongst the whole thing we have to talk about.
I corked my head to the side after a moment, while still staring at him, the food long forgotten against the side of my thighs. When I still remained silent without saying a thing, Ash folded his hands around me and shot me a pointed look, and that was when I noticed that he hadn't even begun to bring out his food from the packaged nylon it had arrived in.
"What?" He demanded and I shrugged a little. "I didn't say a thing."
