Marcel's POV

The plan sounded really nice, so I didn't even protest against it.

"What's going on here?" Marco asked, pretending to be concerned.

"Marco, could you just fuck off? We both know you don't care about any of this. You're only bothered about your allowance."

"Come on bro, it's not fair saying a thing like that to me."

"Oh, you know what? I'll show you what's fair," I said, walking closer to him.

"That's enough, you two!" Mother yelled.

But I didn't listen. I went ahead ...