156 CH 155: Age is Just a Number

"Yan, are you in h—GAH!"

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On a stool, Ambryan Hathaway sat with his knees spread apart. His elbows rested on his thighs as he stared at the floor. The usual scowl on his face was gone. Instead, his eyes broadened by a fraction. He perceived nothing from reality. 

His hands balled into fists.

The sleeves of his dress shirt creased over his muscles.

"Holy sh—" Richard exclaimed, spinning on his heel. Not a strand out of place in his curly bronze hair. He accused a finger at his best friend. "Why didn't you answer me? If I didn't know any better, I would have figured you were a real statue just then."

Officially stepping into the kitchen area, he rounded the island counter and patted Kiri who got up and left. He threw his hands in the air with a puff of breath. "Man, tough crowd. So… are you gonna tell me why I'm here or not?"