"Why did you do that?" Vincent questioned the cold guy, who was pulling out some drinks.
"You don't need to know," Klaus replied, reaching for the cups as well.
"I don't need to know why you beat up Simon and almost killed two men? I know you did it for a reason, so tell me."
"Since you know I did it for a reason, let it slide," Klaus shrugged, placing the drinks on the table before turning on the television.
Vincent's eyes stayed fixed on his stubborn friend. "Since when did you start keeping things from me?"
"Friends have limits on what they can tell each other," Klaus mumbled, opening the box of pizza on the table.
"Friends? We're brothers, sinful motherfucker... brothers."
"Siblings have limits too," Klaus said, taking a bite. "You didn’t tell me you slept with Vivian, so we're
