Just Some Random Guy

"From the way I see him, he only wears an estimated total of like how much? A thousand bucks? His dirty and stinky tuxedo doesn't even have a brand name. Like he bought it from the streets. The price of that may be just a hundred bucks?" he added.

"Come on, Roland. We are here to buy a tuxedo. Not to pick up a fight with some random guy." Malia tries to drag him out of the boutique but Roland was not moved an inch from his spot.

Guilt was written all over Malia's face at the moment. She tried to give me this kind of stare that tells me to understand her situation.

What boils my blood to the point that most of my veins were popping out of my skin was when Malia called me "just some random guy".

She could have said a friend, an acquaintance, a classmate from high school, or anything reasonable. Instead of helping me out, she helps Roland and Roger open up an opportunity to humiliate me furthermore.

This "just some random guy" saves her from humiliation and end