Mess to clean, wrath to face

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9:10am

Kevin and Elsa's apartment

"Are you sure she's coming?"

"Of course dude, weren't you here when I pressured her?" Grinning from ear to ear, "am not that bad after all, you can thank me later."

Rolling his eyes, "fine, but just pray your pressuring thing, doesn't trip her down. Or else you'll have a big mess to clean and a huge wrath to face."

Patting his shoulder, "dude, your baby is in safe condition, so stop giving me terms."

"Is bianca coming?" Granny Mathilda inquired before sitting on the couch.

"Yes grandma, she's on her way." Ryan replied.

Looking at Justin's shivering fingers, "Justin?"

Turning around, "Yes Dad."

"Are you nervous?"

Scrunching his brows, "nervous?" Nodding his head with a smiling face, "no am not."

"But you are, I mean you're shivering." Kevin said.

Bursting into laughter, Ryan tapped  Justin's shoulder, "dude, you gat to be kidding me. You are not going for a war, so why are you–"

With a scowl on his face, "so you think even if am going for a war, I'll look scared or nervous? You are the one kidding me, because you're fucking funny in my sight."

"Let him be, Ryan." Billy chuckled.

"What are you saying, dude?" Its not his first time to do it, I mean he has done it be–" swallowing the rest of his words with slow motion when he saw the darkly look on Justin's face. "Ok I mean that was a rehearsal." Ryan grinned.