Greg moved back from the swing but the kick caught him, and Greg let out a grunt. He hopped back from Alfie, before he wound himself up and gave the boy a solid kick in the side. He was chortling as he spoke, immensely enjoying the altercation.
"Julien is it? Didn't know his name, so thanks for that! I barely recognized you, as it was only you I could fucking see, you ass. I guess now I've got two to harass," he said, and he moved fast, throwing himself on Alfie. His goal was to sit on his chest and pin the boy's arms down. He had his body on top of Alfie's, and he threw a hit to the side of the boy's head, hoping to stun him enough so he could straddle him.
"Bloody hell, you are a bit more than you look, Mole," Greg said, laughing.