Violet hung up and dialed her brother's number.
The phone rang for quite a while before Lawrence answered it.
"Hello, Violet," Lawrence said through the phone. The noise around him reached Violet's ears.
"Lawrence, where are you?" she asked, hearing a DJ's voice. "Why is there loud music around you?"
"I'm at a bar," Lawrence replied. "What's wrong? Why did you call me?"
Violet ignored his question. "Why are you at a bar? Are you drinking again?" Violet asked him. 'When will my brother give up his bad habits? He is always drinking or gambling. Why can't he do something right, for once?'
"I just drank a bit of wine. I'm fine. Don't worry," Lawrence said, not wanting to explain himself. He knew his sister lived a quiet life. She had no idea how rich people indulged in the finer pleasures of life.
"Lawrence, what have you been up to?" Violet persisted. "Are you only drinking and playing these days?" Lawrence had started his Ph.D. He had told her before that his classes were quite easy for him, so it didn't matter whether or not he attended them. As long as he passed all of his exams and had enough credits, he would graduate with flying colors. Violet could understand that Lawrence had a lot of free time on his hands. There was nothing for him to do except play.
"Pretty much," Lawrence said. "I have nothing else to do."
Violet paused for a moment. She decided to stop beating around the bush. "Lawrence, I want to tell you something."
"Yes, what is it?" he asked in a low voice.
"I have a boyfriend," Violet blurted out. She wanted to see how her brother would react to this piece of information.
Her brother's tone changed at once. "Who is the guy?" he asked in a loud voice.
Violet's eyes widened. She could tell he was angry. "What's up?" she said quickly. "Why do you sound so angry?"
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