Callan

I had been standing more rigid than I realized, still by the window. Bryce was still between the sofa and table but he plopped down after that. I heard his deep chuckle.

“You really are waiting for me to punch you?” He noticed my demeanor and I shrugged.

“Don't give me a reason to hit you, how about that?” He asked me.

“Fair enough,” I shrugged again.

“Then, I got shit to do.” I announced my departure. I have done what I came here to do, warn him that Brianna and I are dating and that he can't do shit about it.

“Where are you heading to? I thought...