An Advice From The Villain

"Well, they were assholes!"

After dealing with those three idiots, I took the elevator to the third topmost floor. Michael, of course, followed.

I gave him a sideways glance. "Why did you speak up for me?"

He met my eyes, held my gaze for a moment, then shrugged. "Like I said, they were being assholes. I got angry. I don't like bullies. You should know that by now."

I let out a sharp laugh. "Wow, Michael. You're unbelievably stupid."

For a second, he just blinked at me, as if he couldn't quite understand what he'd just heard.

It was a natural reaction. He expected a thank you, and I called him stupid instead.

Then his expression twisted into a scowl. "Excuse the fuck outta me?!"