Danilo
"I wasn't going to murder him," he defended, looking the most stressed I had ever seen him. His sun kissed blonde hair all over the place and his face partially red. "I thought it would be a good job just to make him trip. I didn't know it would go that far."
"When has Pa and Pai ever taught us to get revenge on people?" I frowned, "that isn't the way even if it was a quick joke. We have our own pranks but there's a thin line between harmless laughter and hurting someone.
"You know better not to do that. What goes through your head sometimes. You saw him holding glasses."
"I didn't think it would go that way," he stressed with his hands on his chest. "I tried to help him but he pushed me away."
"And what did your friends say? They found it funny."
"Well at first yes but then," he closed his eyes before running his fingers through his hair. "They got quiet. It was embarrassing they just sort of left afterwards."
