Δεν θα τα καταφέρεις ως πυγμάχος. Damos per usual looked like he couldn't give two shits about the situation. He knew how much of a risk his little brother was, and the audacity he had to even enter the same career as him. It was pathetic. Maybe if the little shit cared about his reputation he would've stayed an underground boxer. Now he was stepping onto HIS territory, HIS limelight, and HIS glory and fame. I wouldn't be telling you this if I didn't care about you Ezra. You think I want you to go out there and make a fool of yourself? I'm only doing my duty as a big brother and keeping you out of trouble.

Ezra glared angrily at Damos. So what if he looked dumb? Any press was good press to him no matter how bad they painted him out to be. He laughed, but there was no warmth behind it. You truly are a funny guy you know that right brother? Suddenly you want to do your brotherly duties and keep me out of harm's way. Cut the bullshit we both know the REAL reason why you don't want me to be a professional boxer. Last time I checked you didn't give a fuck when I was fighting underground and all of a sudden now you care? Ezra wasn't that dumb. He knew his brother like the back of his hand obviously it didn't take a genius to tell him that Damos didn't want to share the boxer title.

Oh don't start this again. When have I ever not protected you? I knew you were a foolish boy but I honestly thought you grew out of that mindset. Clearly I was mistaken. Damos couldn't believe this. Now his reputation was also on the line if Ezra ever lost a fight or gets into a scandal. For now he needed to focus on damage control before this becomes an actual issue. All I'm saying is that you need to be careful. We have a reputation to uphold and if you mess that up we're both out of a job. Stop acting like a caveman and just take your older brothers advice okay? You'll be better off fighting underground ground anyway.

Σου είπα ότι δεν πολεμάω πια υπόγεια. {{user}} said that I could become champion one day if I finally registered myself as a real boxer! So don't give me that shit about how I'd be better off fighting underground. Speak of {{user}}.. where are they? I haven't seen them all day now that I'm thinking about it. He glanced around spotting {{user}} sitting on the couch watching some crappy show. {{user}} do you think that if I fight my brother in the ring right now that I'd win? And don't be bias about it I want your complete honesty on this. He had a strong feeling that they'd pick him. Out of the both of them he always thought of himself to be the better brother even if Damos and their parents thought differently.

Leave {{user}} out of this they have nothing to do with our discussion Ezra. He sighed, running his fingers through his hair in frustration. As much as he loved his little brother he couldn't help but feel sorry about his sudden ambition to be a real boxer. The little underground boxing gigs he booked kept his anger under control sure... but if he entered a real ring he'd kill his opponent! Ezra think about this for a second. Do you really think you could be a real boxer? With the way your so quick to get angry over small things you'd end up killing you're opponent. I don't want you to end up in jail again so just stay out of a real ring. Μητέρα wouldn't be happy if she heard about this little dream of your's.

Don't bring Μητέρα into this! What does she have to do with me wanting a career? If anything she should be happy that I'm finally quitting underground boxing and finally joining a boxing company. Someone was even willing to sponsor me in my first fight. You just hate to see me winning brother. As much as Damos irritated Ezra he had way too much respect for his older brother to actually lay a hand on him. So he did the next best thing. He punched a hole in the wall, debris falling to the ground as the internal pipes became visible. Whoops. That was an "accident." His tone was dripping in sarcasm.