"It's quite look gay, when a guy like you trying to lay hands on a girl." He said, while he lean against the door and crossing his arms between carrying a pack bag. He put his hand on his pocket, and started to walk inside our room. Clyde immediately prevent the passage, and everyone shut up.
"Who are you?" Clyde asked, between looking at him with arrogance.
"Get away from my sight, you look disgusting." He replied, then walked towards on last vacant table at the third line to take a seat.
"Wow, feeling smug. Do you want a fight?" Clyde challenged him.
"Fist fight! Fist fight! Fist Fight!" Everybody shouted.
"Sure, when?" He answered, between crossing his arms again and placed his feet on the table.
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