"Hey, Carter." Ryan glanced at Carter, however, the latter walked faster without a word. As Carter walked further ahead in the corridor, Ryan frowned.
"Let him be." Owen muttered languidly, crossing his arms at the back of his head while walking beside Ryan. "His ego is hurt." He added, shrugging his shoulder as if he didn't care much about the discussion during their breakfast.
"You're just saying that because it wasn't you who was talked down like that." Displeased at Owen's behaviour, Ryan stopped in his tracks. He gazed at Owen from head to toe as he halted in his steps and pivoted his upper body to face him.
"That's right." Without further ado, Owen dropped his arms and shoved his hand inside his pocket. "I don't care because I am not the one who was humiliated." Slowly, he took out a pack of cigarettes and lighter from his pockets.
