oliver–parra:
Parra shifted out of his one-on-one conversation to take note of the person who had so rudely interrupted with his own complaint. In one swift observation the Frenchman smiled and completely ignored the question; perhaps the Irishman should try conversation himself, practice his English. Pointedly, Parra continued his own.
There always came a point when you’d cross path’s with someone you didn’t like, well the better choice of words would be that of ‘You really fucking didn’t give two shits about’ The French and Irish in simple terms just didn’t get along, no matter what-- if you went into a bar it would almost always be the two sides fighting one another. “Oh why am I not surprised.” Matty returned his attention back to where it was originally, still annoyed about the situation.
