┏ ⋮ ✖ ⋮ ━ ▶ A stranger’s business was a territory he would never deliberately step into, not unless their ‘business’ was interfering with his daily life ─ like it was right now. The ongoing argument between the two men was not only vociferous enough to catch the attention of multiple onlookers, but also extremely annoying to one particular individual. Especially since the solution to their problem was so blatantly obvious to him.
Unable to digest anymore of their infuriating dispute, he whipped his head around and barked at them. “SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY!” Ignoring the stranger who also opened his mouth to interrupt their discussion, he continued yelling at the two guys. “How about you ─ ” He pointed at the guy at fault. “Just pay for the damn suit you ruined and you ─ ” The blond shot a glare at him, clearly annoyed. “Stop whining like a little bitch.”
Those who huddled due to the disruption gasp softly in reaction to the stranger now yelling at both men. Caught off guard by his rude, but honest words perhaps, the two men stand in silence for a long moment, exchanging glances among one another. Noé reacts too, for what seemed to be a second or two, before shifting his head to face the men; he’s annoyed himself, and yet the indifferent expression that crosses his features conceals his temperament—his following words however, do not. “Look around. Surely you must know how much of a nuisance you both are to others? Settle this dispute elsewhere.”
While in most circumstances, he’s quick to aid others, these two seemed to both be at fault—with the fight beginning with vulgar words thrown by the man in the suit and it ending with his clothes ruined. With a groan, the man who ruined the other’s suit extends money to the man in question, to re-compensate him, and no sooner does he storm away from the crowd. The other man quickly smiles in glee, turning to thank both Noé and the stranger who also put in words before running away in the opposite direction.
“... That smile... I wonder... was his intention just that?”
