AMIL
"Well, with the reaction of Lyron and the expression he had, I could already tell that things went south," he adjusted him spectacles. " I also know you'd have to tell me eventually," he was confident.
"You sure are confident," though I was in a bad mood, he knew just how to alleviate it.
"Hey! Amil," Michael yelled.
"You're not a barbarian, Sir Michael," Joe glared at him. They weren't on good terms.
Michael was an acquaintance of mine and also a famous photographer. He was in charge of Lyron's photoshoot.
"Did you perhaps want me to scream your name as well?" He teased to Joe.
"Stop saying irrelevant things," Joe never enjoyed engaging Michael in a conversation.
"I'm not in a good mood so you two can argue with yourself for all I care," I shrugged as I turn
