Lewis's p.ov
I sat on the couch looking at Elias who was walking back and forth anxiously.
It wasn't as if it was the end of the world. Or that Pablo was dying, his reaction was really shocking. And the fact that he wasn't tired over how he was standing for more than an hour was unbelievable.
"Elias, you need to at least sit-down. You can't be standing for hours." I said softly in concern.
He stopped moving and sighed loudly.
"I'm so worried Lewis. Moreover, I did sit down for an hour or two, didn't I?" He asked with a shrug surprising me.
"And you think it's normal sitting for an hour then standing for a long time?" I asked seriously.
"Well, it is with the line of work I'm in." He answered simply.
I shook my head slightly then leaned against the couch.
He really was as stub
