All the life in James was sucked out. Granted, Robert was younger, and much more attractive, why couldn’t he have told him this sooner? “You son of a bitch!” James yelled. “How could you do this to me!? Why didn’t you tell me before?!” “Honestly? I wanted to see if you would of fucked me.” That statement took James over the edge as he punched Greg in the face. James was never one for violence, so it did take Greg by surprise. Both were too distracted to notice that the door opened and Robert entered. He stood there, confused on this picture: Greg standing still, clutching his face, James shaking with anger. This image startled yet horrified Robert. He wasn’t quite sure if it was because of James’ violence or why James was there in the first place. Maybe he was overreacting? He took his chances. “Hey guys! What is up?!” Both men looked over at Robert, startled. “Uh, hi?” “What are you guys doing?!” Robert asked, still faking his cheery tone. James looked over at Greg. “I was just leaving.” he mumbled.