“What’s wrong with him now? He’s been sulking since you two got back from the rooftop.”
“I’m not sulking,” I yelled at Ezekiel, glaring at the both of them from across the circular couch, my arms crossed.
Alexei smirked. “He’s not sulking. That’s just how his face works,” he mocked and they both laughed in unison.
Kill me now.
“You know what, you don’t have to listen to me,” I said, and his smile grew even broader.
“I’m glad we agree on something.”
“You’re a prick.”
“But I’m your prick.”
“If you think that’s cute, I suggest you rewire your brain, you bloody imbecile,” I sniped and got off my seat, walking back into my room with heavy footsteps.
“Where are you going?” Alexei called out after me.
“Hell, most likely,” I quipped and slammed the door to my room shut, still hearing the
