Do whatever pleases you

Lank eased up his features, smiling instead. He raised his hands in defense. "Fine! Not like I enjoyed the kick the last time."

Nix looked away instantly. He had done a few things he regretted, but there was just something about Lank that set his mood off in some cases–just like a friend would.

"Good. I'm glad you realized your mistake." Nix replied.

He knew if he didn't speak on the topic that was constantly mentioned by Lank, he might be nagged to his limit. This was something he owed him at the very least for staying in his dormitory.

Getting up from the chair, he walked over to Lank, witnessing him flinch and bring his hands in front of him in some sort of feeble attempt at defending himself.

"So you are scared of me." Nix deadpanned, taking his place on the floor, next to Lank.

"You have no proof!" Lank raised his chin, hurriedly putting his hands down.

"Whatever." Nix shook his head.