"You're crazy, Fernando!!!" said William irritably.
"Why should I be crazy?" asked Fernando quickly.
"Look at you, it's still early, and you have come to my apartment wearing only your bathrobe. What else would you call this but crazy?" William replied quickly, as he walked to where Fernando sat.
Instead of answering William's words, Fernando laughed broadly as he closed his eyes and leaned back on the sofa he was sitting on. Seeing Fernando's strange behavior made William racked his brains. He felt that there was something wrong with his friend, because Fernando, whom he had known for 15 years, was not a man who wanted to leave the house in a bathrobe.
"Are you fighting again?" He quickly guessed the cause of Fernando's visit this time.
"We didn't fight, William, I was furious at her," Fernando replied quickly without opening his eyes.
