Ezra said he escaped because he wanted to meet me.
Ethan, who had been tying my bootlaces, slowly rose to his feet at those words. Ezra, noticing the shift in atmosphere, immediately took a step back, wary.
"What, again? What now?"
Ethan simply shrugged, ignoring him, and turned to me.
"Go on. Don’t mind me."
How am I supposed to not mind you when you’re glaring like that…?
Ezra hesitated, glancing between us, but eventually continued.
