“You see this suit I’m wearing?” he says in a deadly tone. “It’s nice. Very nice. My mom worked a double shift to get me this suit.” His eyes flicker to me briefly. “You couldn’t have come here tonight with a more beautiful girl if you fucking tried. Now, you apologize to her or I’m going to have to hit you in front of all these people. It’ll ruin my suit and trust me when I say, that will piss me off even more. So tell me, Brandon”—his head tips toward me—“am I going to mess up my suit tonight?”
Hehehe
