Amos stretched his hands and carried the clean glass and the bottle of vodka on the table.
He poured the content of the bottle into the glass and returned the bottle to the table. He leaned back and took a sip from the glass.
"You have a bad reputation when it comes to women. As a friend, I will suggest that you pray she doesn't oppose your relationship with her best friend because if she does, I will stand with her decision...,"
"Kay, how could you say that to my face?" Kyle asked, surprised that Amos didn't take his side.
"Why are you so heartless?...,"
"I believe we wouldn't have been discussing this if you had lived your life a bit decently, don't you agree with me?" Amos questioned. He didn't sugarcoat his words just because Kyle was his best friend.
It was especially because Kyle was his best friend that he had advised him to change his reckless lifestyle with women.
