Angel's POVMiles sat on the bed with his face deep red with embarrassment. He had not said a single word ever since I asked him a question minutes ago, he just turned his back to me and plopped down on the bed."Did you hear what I just asked Miles? What is a freaking lipstick doing on your shirt?" I yelled as he jumped from the impact of my voice."It's not what you think Angel, you're getting this all wrong. It's all a mistake, can you just calm down and allow me to explain?" He asked, turning to me, his eyes bloodshot. Chuckling humorlessly, I grabbed a chair and sat down opposite him facing him, my legs were beginning to hurt from standing for long."Really? So what's it then? You really want to explain how a woman's lipstick magically stained your shirt, you smell of a woman's cologne Miles. You still have the guts to look me in the eye and spew rubbish, how dare you? You really must think I am blind and stupid because I choose to ignore the signs, you think I don't see them?"
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