The Art Of The UnderDog

Chapter 104

Tyler’s lifeless eyes, heavily weighted with fatigue, slowly blinked open as if awakening from a deep slumber. His eyelids felt heavy, as if the very act of lifting them required herculean effort. The sight that greeted him was nothing short of astonishing, and his mouth slightly agape, all he could do was gawk.

Before him, Andrea stood, his presence a mix of audacity and arrogance. Tyler’s eyes traced Andrea’s features with a mesmerized intensity. It was as though he were watching a painting coming to life. But this was no ordinary scene; it was an unconventional tableau of chaos and intrigue, punctuated by an accident involving an ill-fated cup of coffee.

The memory of that accidental collision between the coffee and Tyler’s person was still vivid, and the warmth and moisture from the spilled brew continued to seep through his clothes, a constant reminder of the bizarre events that had transpired just moments before.

Andrea, now casting his gaze upon Tyler, seemed to revel in the ch