Theodore's POV
Is this man actually....crying?
I look at him like he's gone mad before turning my attention to Blue.
"Uh, excuse us." She says grabbing his hand and leading him outside like a kid.
Oh please.
I sit back down and frown at nothing.
"Woah there, don't want wrinkles at an early age do you." Ruby pipes up annoyingly.
"Not now Ruby," I state still frowning at the air.
"Cmon, he obviously-"
"I said not now!" I yell and she leans back protectively.
"Listen, Dante, I can see that you and your girlfriend may be having problems, but don't release your anger onto mine," Mark warns sternly before getting up and leaving with Ruby.
I groan rubbing my face and order a glass of Martini.
Blue comes back alone and sits quietly.
"You didn't have to be so harsh you know." She says as soon as the drink arrives and I grip it tightly.
"Sorry." I shrug not sounding sorry at all. I down my drink and order three more.