Seeing that Andrew was hanging his head low and staying silent, Isaac walked over toward him with his eyes still dangerously narrowed.
"N-No, don't hit me! B-Bro, I was drunk, I didn't mean to do anything! I'm sorry!" Fear was written all over Andrew's face as he took a few steps backward until his back was pressed against the wall behind him.
Isaac laughed coldly, "You were drunk? But you look quite sober right now..."
Slap!
As soon as he said that, Isaac lifted his hand and slapped Andrew hard on the cheek.
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