I didn't realise it was a pull door and not a push door, don't judge me.

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@sebastienpathos-blog
I didn't realise it was a pull door and not a push door, don't judge me.
"Sure, just a word of warning though; he likes to pull hair now."
"I don't mind. I haven't got much hair to pull."
"Liam."
"You’re right, he is going to be a champion. He’s got Victor’s blood running through his veins. If his ability to fling mashed potatoes at me if anything to go by, I think he’ll be a good knife thrower."
"That's a good name. I like it."
"Potato flinging is an art. If he's mastered it already, he should be quick to pick up any other skills you try to teach him. Do you think it would be okay if I held him?"
"Yup. He’s my little Victor."
"Isn’t that right, sweetie? Mummy and daddy are going to teach you how to kill and then you’re going to win the Hunger Games."
"He's a cutie. What's his name?"
"So he's gonna be a champion, huh? I can already see the fighting spirit in his eyes."
Is that your son?
"Oh—well, I guess I’m sorry then too. I just got back from the District 13 invasion. I’m still pretty jumpy, I guess. Bad memories."
"This is a pretty protected part of the Capitol. Are you new around here? I haven’t seen you before."
"Oh, I guess I came to the right place, then. I didn't get to meet you but I was in that invasion. I came because my commanding officer sent me. I suppose they were worried about the effect the trip would have on you. I'm sorry for barging in, that was rude of me."
"Who the fuck are you?”
"Oh, um. I'm Sebastien Pathos and I - uh - I entered the wrong house. Sorry."
Being rude is good.
But being rude doesn't help you talk to people or get anywhere?
Well, good.
Good that it's obvious or good, you get that it's rude?
Because the first step to dealing with a problem is admitting you have a problem.
I am not rude. I’m just stating the obvious.
If it's obvious, you don't need to state it. So, yes, it is rude.
Oh, you insufferable human beings.
Now you're just being rude.
..Sounds like I chose an interesting time to be out of town.
Good for you, then. I’m still glad I missed it.
So, what were you up to?
..Sounds like I chose an interesting time to be out of town.
And I got to keep my vagina and my pretty face. I’m happy.
I got to keep my parts, so that was good.
..Sounds like I chose an interesting time to be out of town.
Yes, I did, though my point of view on it is clearly quite different from yours.
Fine, be all business then. We got out vacation and you got yours.
..Sounds like I chose an interesting time to be out of town.
Why would you do such a thing? You missed everything!
Oh. My. God.
Speak for yourself!! Your eyebrows are works of art!
Your hair is a work of art. Look at that, wow.