"Tell me one thing Clarington, does your ego matches your dick? Because if that's the case; then you can beat the man with a scrotum of 132 pounds." The defiance was clear and wide open. Hunter answered it with a dark chuckle. "You wish to- …" "Oh good Lord! Enough both of you!"

"If you are lying-" "Do you want me to pinky swear?" Sebastian even held his finger high, waiting for Hunter's to entwining it. "You are insufferable." "I, Sebastian Smythe, pinky promise to…" "Could you jus-…?" Hunter closed his eyes praying for patience. "Stop!"

"… Who is it?" His conspiratorial smirk was back. "Who is what?" Asked Sebastian, the strong menthol on his cigarettes wasn't acting fast enough. "The guy that has you like this… tell me his name, so I can properly judge if he is reboot material." Cooper's eyes were glinting in amusement.

"I think I'm not forgetting anything... It'll be only five days, I'll be back as soon as I can. You are going to be fine." Sebastian rolls his eyes, ignoring the annoying warmth he feels at hearing those words. "Of course I'm going to be fine." He practically sneers. "… I was talking to Clarence."

"Well… I had a car accident, got into a fight with a guy with the body of a Spartan, there are parts of my body I'm discovering thanks to the pain… why not also get arrested tonight?" ... This was all Clarington's fault!