"So." Armstrong said, turning to Bethany, his dark hawk-like eyes accessing her, filled with lust and dark thoughts, as always. "Will you introduce me to your friend?"
"No." Theodore answered, coldly, his eyes still trained on the older man, while something really dark bubbled in his chest.
The older man was finally giving him reasons to end his miserable life.
"No?" Armstrong said in disbelief. "C'mon man. That's not nice." He said chuckling, but not enough to hide his irritation.
"She can't be that unimportant. I mean you're sitting with her in a park." He baited again, narrowing his eyes.
"Yeah, and? " Theodore asked, his eyebrow arched.
Armstrong was left dazed for a few seconds, before regaining his composure, arranging his jacket.
"It's okay. I take the hint." He said, nodding slowly, turning back to Theodore.
