“That…..was a brain rot. Why did I think it was a good idea to watch that?”
"You were bored?"
"Yes, that's probably it. You can hold your liquor quite well"
"Hmm"
Edward was a bit annoyed. He wanted to see a drunk Isaiah but he was sitting calmly next to him, watching the series with him. Actually, Edward couldn't tell if Isaiah was really paying attention to the series because he couldn't read the emotions in his eyes. Edward was good with his ability to read others, honing it because of how long he spent as a celebrity but for some reason, Isaiah was hard to read. Be it the insipid gaze or the mechanical motion of placing the beer in his mouth until he finished the can and picked out another one, Edward couldn't see through it.
"My manager told me you were my fan. Is that right?"
