ARIEL'S POV
“Hold on. You're coming to the hospital to come pick me up.“ I was trying to see what this idiot was talking about around here.
“Yes. Any problem with that?“ Luke was feeling proud of himself, huh?
“Any problem with that? Of course, there are problems! Can't you see I'm injured?“ A perfect reminder.
“Your wound changes nothing. Now you should start getting ready. I'll be there any moment.“ He was still trying to be bossy.
“Don't waste your time coming. I'm still not following you.“ I made up my mind. Decision's final.
“You have no choice.“ He talked like I didn't.
“I have a choice. You're not the boss of me. Stop trying to act like you are. It gets irritating every single second.“ Like, really irritating. This guy and Mason were annoying jerks.
“Why do you have to fight all the time?“ He spoke as if he's the one with senses here.
“Fight? Are you trying to say I'm starting a fight here?“ I couldn't believe what he was saying. His words