Alexander's face looked coldly bitter.
"You truly are twisted."
Blake scratched the back of his head, not saying anything.
For a moment, he simply stared at Alexander.
'Huh... why?'
He genuinely didn't understand.
Alexander walked toward him and, before Blake could react, Alexander reached out and took the DVD case straight from his hand.
His fingers loosened automatically, letting him take it.
A heavy feeling settled over his shoulders.
His eyes dropped toward the floor, mouth pressed into a thin line.
He didn't argue or ask for it back, as it didn't even belong to him, anyway.
He simply stood there for a moment, his arms hanging loosely by his sides.
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump.
Ba-dump.
Blake swallowed.
He finally turned away.
"Excuse me..."
His voice was quieter than before, as he started walking toward the door.
Then Alexander spoke again.
"What did I even expect, from someone like you."
Blake stopped.
His heart seemed to explode inside his chest.
