"How's it going? I'm Titus."
Night looks confused as he takes Titus's hand and shakes it.
"Uh, hi. I'm Night."
Titus drops his hand. "Yeah, I know who you are."
"What's that supposed to mean?" Night's voice sounds defensive, and his chest puffs up slightly.
"I think you know exactly what I'm talking about."
Titus pulls me behind him, then lets go and takes a step towards Night.
"Does your date over there know what you like to do to women after you get them in bed?"
I look over to the blonde, who is for sure listening, and her mouth drops as her arms cross over her chest. Her face becoming annoyed.
"Fuck off, man. It doesn't matter. It was one time."
That growl I thought I heard before? I definitely heard this time.
"Pro-tip from a real man. Women don't like being played. Communication goes a long way. Don't ever let me see or hear about you talking to my woman again."
Night scoffs. "Whatever, man. She wasn't even that good."