"Well you have other people you can social interact with or whatever. Not really in the mood to deal with some spoiled brat right now. So could please—?" He hasn’t even done anything yet and already she’s so done with his shit.
Rood. "I'm not that much of a brat... am I?" not that he wanted to have this conversation, but it was better than admitting he had no other people to go to to talk.










