"A... what?" I asked still staring at him. I had seriously no idea what the hell was wrong with this day. It was peaceful at the beginning and then everything just went wrong. I could feel the stress building up inside me, squeezing my insides and making my heart beat fast.
"A mate," Gabriel repeated.
"Yeah, well... I heard you. But what is it?" I kept staring at him. It felt like he was drowning in my eyes, losing himself in them, not answering me. But then he answered suddenly: "You. It's you."
"What is me? Some sort of mate of yours? Did you study in Australia that you call your friends mate?" I kept staring at him, trying to keep my eyes on his face and not looking lower at his bulky chest. But his brown eyes didn't make it easier for me to keep focused on our conversati
