"Oh come on, Mel," Matt grabbed Mello's wrist. Mello immediately yanked it away, but he finally stopped. "It meant nothing."
Rage burned in Mello's fingertips. Screw counting backwards; he couldn't fathom what he just heard. "You and Keri. Again?" he growled.
"It means NOTHING," Matt slinked his fingers into Mello's. "Please, Mel. I just-I don't know, I was bored. I am bored."
"Of us, you mean?" Mello scowled. "So, it's bee two damn weeks since we first hooked up and you already decided to scout out for more attention."
"Mel, why are you acting like this? We both agreed it would just be something fun and that's that. No commitment, no feelings, nothing. We're just friends having a good time. Remember, Mel? A mouth's just a mouth, right?"
Mello's cheeks flushed with frustration and, before he stormed out of the room, he snarled, "I'm done with you. Don't try to talk to me again."
