"Damn." He whispered under his breathe. Marcus smiled. "Would you believe if I said I threw it out of friendship." He looked as if he was wearing a guilty as charge sign on his forehead. The rest of the bandages that covered his right arm slipped off. "Liz , Deus I clearly slipped and mistakingly grabbing my chair and hurdling it in a random direction ,right." He clearly lied completely changing the reason for throwing the chair.