He dived into his explanation as a defense “As soon as I entered into the suite, some guy attacked me. I don't even know what I did to him. He pulled my hair!!! My hair!!!! Then he dragged me with my hair across the room, all the way to my room in the suite. He didn't stop there. I could have sworn that I heard him swear in Scottish. Some weird shit. He was only a few seconds away from pulling my hair out completely. If it wasn't for Damian's timely intervention. What a terrible experience.....”
After what seemed like forever, with different hand gestures and flaring up in between, he concluded with an exasperated sigh. Is it possible to age within one hour, because it appears that Gerald just did?
Damian simply scoffed in mockery, meanwhile, I stroked my chin allowing the clock to tick for a while before speaking.