[ ♫ ♪ ] ——- ; ; Ultramarine hued irises flickered toward the crowded, making out a familiar face but nothing more. Out of instinct, the exuberant-like idol offered a bright smile, waving.
”Hello there! It’s a pleasure to meet you guys—-! Can I do anything for you ?”
the hostile rime within steeled optics remained covert ‘neath thick lashes. the near perpetual grimace that his features oft bore never once faltered as he spoke. “Pleasure? Oh yes, I’m sure it must be.” hubris acted as an anchor beneath his articulations and egotism stained the very air around them. in his mind, she was privileged to stand before him. “I fail to see what I could possibly gain from the likes of you.”
❝ Who said I was staring at you? Is not assuming rather rude, too? An ‘ass out of u and me ’ and all that stuff you pretend not to know in elementary school? ❞
“It’s hardly an assumption when I can see you.” cue a curt scoff. “Fortunately, I can’t say I’m familiar with such a vacuous phrase.”
“Wake up on the wrong side of the bed did you? Obviously it looks like someone needs a nap. I can read you bedtime story if it’ll heeelp~”
oh, it had to be her. how unfortunate. her very voice left an acidic taste in his mouth and a hook in his throat. he couldn’t quite name what exactly put him off. . .
perhaps it was the almost eerie ebullience of that ageless grin of hers, perhaps it was the fetid, gaudy perfume that clung to her skin and burned his nostrils.
"I’ve had enough of your simpleminded prattle in the three seconds that you’ve been standing there.” the corner of his mouth twitches with flagrant disgust. “Don’t you have somewhere else to be?”
