Alexander and Lorenzo were sitting face to face in front of the tea table in Alexander’s extravagant dorm room.
Alexander was sitting on the same sofa in which Everard was sleeping soundly like a baby.
“So, you met him at the Chamber of Sallust?” Alexander inquired the man in front of him.
“Yes, Milord. We happened to drink together. But Mr. Everton drank quite a lot.” Lorenzo then held out his hand towards Alexander and introduced himself, “I am Lorenzo, by the way.”
Alexander shook that young man’s hand and replied, “Nice to meet you, Mr. Lorenzo. I’m Alex.”
Alexander then asked again, “I hope my friend here didn’t give you much trouble.”
“No, of course not. I enjoyed his company.” Lorenzo glanced at Everard and said in a bit sadder tone, “It looks like he is dealing with some troubles with some ladies. But you’re his good friend. I bet you already know."
