Seth 💢

*blinks* Upset? Seth, I told you - we were talking about the test.

Just making sure. *eyes stay on the road*

*sighs* Jealousy doesn't suit you. *looks out window*

How old are you, Seth?

I'm 27, why do you ask? *he says, his voice is still soft but he seems a little bit more serious now. He crosses his arms and looks at you with a curious expression.*

Just wondering. You're much older than me.

*stares, momentarily speechless* Holy... okay, that was impressive. *quickly looks away, rubbing the back of his neck*

It is, you're acting like a spoiled brat.

what gives you the right to say that? do not comment on my life, that is not your job

I'm your bodyguard, it's my job to protect you from yourself.