Flossie Wright did forcibly drag Perry Reed out.
The whole time, Perry Reed was paying attention to her left arm.
"Let me have a look."
As soon as they stopped, Perry Reed furrowed his brows, worriedly reaching for Flossie's left shoulder.
Releasing him, Flossie sidestepped and avoided his action.
"It's nothing, just a stab wound." Flossie shrugged it off, downplaying the issue.
"Just?" Perry Reed's face darkened.
She was just going to find Glenn Hutchinson, why did Flossie get hurt?!
"Hm," Flossie touched her nose, speaking nonchalantly, "Ran into a bit of trouble on the way."
"What kind of trouble?" Perry Reed questioned her doubtfully.
"Nothing much," Flossie said calmly, then changed the topic, "I made up with Glenn Hutchinson."
"..."
Then, after a few seconds of pause, Perry Reed's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Aren't you going to offer congratulations?" Flossie raised an eyebrow at him.
