"Brandon needs you here," Isaac said, sitting down again, and raised a hand to cut me off. "This has nothing to do with the premiere. He's having eye surgery on November 1."
"Yeah, his doctor said so months ago. And that's got something to do with me how?"
He faced me with a frowning grimace, like I was a spoiled child throwing a tantrum.
"Don't give me that look, Isaac. We broke up, remember? Half a fucking year ago. He's got you guys and his chicks to look after him."