"It's finally beginning….." Naze watched the show on television as he casually laid down on the sofa with a bucket of popcorn in his hand.
"The Barnes brother….Barnes...huh...I wonder if the old geezer passed the letter…." Naze mumbled as he saw Lear and Arthur facing each other.
"Umn...uhmmn.."
He sighed in frustration as he heard the muffled noises and turned his head to look toward the man tied on the couch with his mouth taped.
The man looked miserable and was wrapped in bandages all over.
"Need some?" Naze asked as he looked at him and stretch out his hand with the bucket is popcorn.
"Umnnn...huhmmm…"
Naze looked at him unable to understand a single word. In the end, he pulled out the tap on his mouth.
"Who are you?"
"I am Naze. Now, take the popcorn and enjoy the show, Sir…" Naze replied when he suddenly realised something.
"Sorry, my bad I forgot they cut off your right hand…." Naze forced a smile on his face and put a handful of popcorn in his left hand.