Clark's POV.
"Good morning, Rex!" I greeted Rex the moment he made it out of his room.
I looked at his saggy eyes as I rolled my eyes. It was obvious that he wasn't yet over with the banquet that happened last night.
He looked at him as he dropped the toasted bread and scrambled eggs as well as coffee on the table before turning to look at Rex who was still wearing his nightshirt and a boxer.
"Do you know how horrible you look right now? Come on, Rex! That was only just a mere dance yesterday and nothing more." I scowled as I chuckled softly.
He turned to my attention as he looked at me. "Just a mere dance? Didn't you see how their body made body contacts? Huh?" He shrugged angrily as he walked past me as he entered the kitchen.
"You know Elena wouldn't dare be with another man?
