"here here" Sir trevador poured the soup into a bowl and gave justin a spoon, then he smiled.
Justin took the hint and tasted the soup. Bland...very bland. No taste at all...just felt like he was drinking water...fucking stupid.
"So...how's it?" Sir trevador asked with a menacing voice.
"Ah it's nice...very nice" justin struggled to smile as he spoke. It really was torture just drinking that soup.
"Don't f*****g lie to me!" Sir trevador suddenly yelled and slammed his two giant hand in the table. The table collapsed under the force and the soup and splashed on justin's body. Some directly entered into his mouth, choking him straight away.
"*Cough* *cough* W...what the f**k?!" Justin wasn't about to take an insult like that lying down.
"Come here messing my house" Sir trevador compl
