"Where on earth did my sisters go…"
"I told Father I’m a lawyer not a babysitter…"
You know, you sound exactly like how my siblings used to sound when I was around.

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"Where on earth did my sisters go…"
"I told Father I’m a lawyer not a babysitter…"
You know, you sound exactly like how my siblings used to sound when I was around.
It is not honest to say I let every one of those ingrates fuck me. Figure skating doesn’t make me a whore.
Thinking you’re better than everyone doesn’t make it true. You don’t even have manners.
Oh, no. You do that yourself.
Manners don't make me a good person. In fact, they make me worse. They make me a follower -- like you.
"I’m almost certain that Kylie Minogue is good music taste. You can’t go wrong with Kylie. Or is that just me?" [Arya’s giggles were contagious and after a while Jojen found himself stifling a laugh too. He could contain it though, and did so as he watched her slide onto his desk. Biros, envelopes, highlighters and other bits and pieces tumbled to the floor with a small clatter. This is why I hang out with Bran. He thought to himself, but not unkindly.]
"It means I’m used to tame Starks — Bran, Sansa.” [He found her eyes and stared at them for a moment, biting his bottom lip as he searched for the right words.] "I do believe you have a little bit of a death wish, Arya, and honestly I’m not familiar with this territory."
[Gaping, Arya gasps a little] "Kylie Minogue? Gods, I have so much to teach you! I'd say you were hopeless, but I can be very persuasive." [She had been hoping for more of a reaction when his belongings fell to the ground, and huffed a bit, crossing her legs over his stuff to make up for it]
"The 'tame' Starks are absolutely boring. I've got to be wild enough to make up for that. Still, I would't call it a 'death wish', unless you know something I don't." [She pouted] "You better get familiar."
Send " 웃 " to get my character's reaction to yours shoving them against a brick wall, covering their mouth, and whispering "Shh, they're coming. Come with me."
[Eyes widening at Arya’s obscene gesture, he dashed to stand in front of his friend, hiding her and her raised middle finger from the frowning crowd. For a fleeting moment all he could think to do was smile at their colleagues as he muttered to Arya through gritted teeth.] “Ninety Nine Problems isn’t classic shit. You should go back to the rock channel, rap has a bad influence on you.”
[ He began to fumble for the string of the blinds and having found the right one after what felt like a few very long seconds, yanked it downwards with desperation. At last they were hidden from plain sight but the room had become notably darker.]
[Slowly he turned to face her, his tone a bundle of astonishment, annoyance and amusement.] “You are really something.”
[Arya attempts to hide her giggles, finding them much too Sansa-like for her interest, but fails miserably, to her chagrin] "Oh, yeah, because I'm sure you have good music taste. You'll have to prove it."
[Arya grimaced at the dark room, making herself comfortable on top of Jojen's desk, pushing all of his "important" and "necessary" stuff aside] What's that supposed to mean?
[The boy chuckles, walking away from the threshold and shoving his fists inside his pockets.] I won’t tell anyone about your little show, promise. [Trystante nods, offering the girl a smile.] That’s me, yes. Arya, right?
That's right. Arya Stark. [She scowls] I s'pose someone or other's complained about me to you, haven't they? Well, I'm not as annoying as I look. Or act.
If you think everyone’s an idiot, maybe it’s you with the issue. I don’t just let them all fuck me and I have no intention of letting them do so. You’re so crass, Arya.
Ugh. You’re impossible. I’m good for plenty. Just because you play hockey with the boys doesn’t make you better than everyone else.
Crass? I think you mean honest. Sorry I'm the only person with enough balls that I won't just tell you what I want to hear.
I don't need anything to prove I'm better than you. I was born that way.
Plenty of the hockey players at school come and watch competitions. Surely they’re just idiots with nothing better to do.
Neither is figure skating. It’s about precision and grace. Oh, shut up, Arya. You don’t know anything about figure skating. You don’t know anything about me. You don’t know anything about anything.
Hey -- I never said they were geniuses, either. Complete idiots just want to fuck all of you, and you're probably dumb enough to let them.
I know everything about everything and I know you're a good for nothing princess.
[Jeyne gave Arya a patronizing smile] Right, of course. I love remixes, actually. Would you mind playing it more so I could hear it? Anyways, what are you even doing in an office?
[Arya furrows her brow] ... Shut up.
I work here. I know, it's a surpise.
[Rolling his eyes, he let her try (and fail) to lift him out of his chair for a moment or two before he finally gave in.] "You and I define ‘living’ very differently." [He replied, getting up from his chair and throwing the newspaper on his desk.] ”Besides, since when did you like rap? I thought you were a rock chick — whatever that is.” [Nevertheless, he couldn’t stop himself from treating her to some of his embarrassing dance moves. Arya was right, there were to many uptight people in their workplace, he wasn’t prepared to be one of them.]
I don't like rap! Promise! [She chuckles a bit] Well, not bad rap, anyway. I like the classic shit, just not any of this new-age bull.
[Turning towards the people staring on the other side of the glass, Arya stick up her middle finger and begins to laugh]
Plenty of people find figure skating intriguing! Figure skating requires actual skill unlike hockey. All you do is skate around sloppily like a bunch of ingrates with sticks and hit each other! Occasionally you actually make goals, but the rest of it is looking foolish and acting like animals. No teeth knocked out because figure skaters are civilized, but plenty of broken bones happen.
Idiots with nothing better to do find figure skating intriguing. Probably why you're so fantastic at it, huh?
Ice hockey isn't about "looking good", though since looking good is all you ever care about, I wouldn't expect you to understand.
[Legs propped up on a desk and crossword spread out before him, it took Jojen a couple of moments to become aware of his dancing colleague.] “What’s the capitol of Holland? Nine letters — what are you doing?” [Wearing a bemused expression he began to beat box as she danced but stopped, noticing their co-workers outside.] “Uhh — Arya, I think we have an audience.”
[Arya giggles, egging Jojen on to join her and trying to lift him out of his chair] Come on, live a little! All the stuffy people in here are driving me mental. [She glances out of their cubicle] Who cares? They'd be more surprised if I was doing work.
Trystane is walking down the hallway, aiming for the exit, when he notices the girl singing and dancing in her office. He smirks, knocks on the door before walking in. “I didn’t peg you as a rap type of girl.”
[Arya jumps, caught off guard, before shutting off her music completely and smirking slightly] "You didn't see anything." [She cocks her head to the side] Trystane, right?
Uh-huh. I know you better than you think I do. Well, I don’t know, it’s work. I think the point of being holed up in here is to not have fun.
Well then "work" is the dumbest thing I've ever heard of.
Aerie, Dad lets you stay here because he knows if he lets you out into the world you’ll try to make it your bitch by like robbing a bank or like pantsing cops when they make their rounds. Your like his little desperado and you know how he likes his order.
That's not true! I'd ... no, wait. That's exactly true. But what's the point of being holed up in here if you can't have a little fun?
[Jeyne notices Arya messing around and walks into her office, still unnoticed.] Since when do you listen to rap? I thought you were strictly a rock n roll person.
[Arya jumps, gasping a bit and spinning around to find it's just Jeyne. She quickly turns the music down] It was ... a remix. The rock part was just about to begin.
Thanks for coming into my office unannounced by the way -- always grand.
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