Ethan grinned and casually slung an arm over Betty's shoulder, ignoring the fact that he almost got himself killed. "So… what's the plan now, pretty boy?"
Betty immediately slapped his hand away, making Ethan stumble a step. "Why are you asking me? Don't you have a brain?"
Ethan coughed, straightening his back with mock dignity. "Of course I do. I was just asking because you're the strongest person here at the moment, but who knew you only have strength and not a brain to plan anything?"
Betty gritted her teeth in anger. She held his collar and shook him in anger.
"Cant you fucking close your mouth?"
Hazel, standing a little far away, smirked as she couldn't hear their talk; her eyes lit up with mischief. Henry noticed the gleam and frowned. "Why are you staring at them like that? They're just talking."
Hazel crossed her arms, her smirk widening. "Didn't you ever hear of the term… BL, look how he is holding your friend's collar, and look at your friend's smirk."
