Big mahogany colored eyes stared at him with slight confusion into their glance while Ana tilted her head to the side slowly. Not only didn’t she knew the guy who was standing in front of her, holding out his hand to her, no he also had the nerve to ask her to share her jelly beans with. Of course it was no fair move to steal the last avalible bag in the shop away in front of his nose but why would she share with him? It needed her weeks to find a shop around her area who sells those and she wouldn’t give them away, even if it would cost her life. “I am sorry Sir but I have to refuse, I bet you will find another shop who sells them but those, are mine”, she said with an almost dangerous sounding toned voice, her eyes almost glaring at him while her thing fingers gripped onto the small red back in her hand.
And that is Jaejoong’s cue to deflate, quite promptly after his face pouts up. The thirty year old does so in quite the grand fashion, perhaps actually pulling out some of those acting classes he took to improve his porn shoots? Slumped against the counter now as his knees seem to go weak with rejection and lack of sugary treats, Jaejoong starts to murmur in a most pathetic low voiced mumble that isn’t very becoming on a grown up, not that Jaejoong’s much worried about giving off a mature impression though. Its probably quite comical though, considering his leather jacket and combat boots, along with the medley of piercings in his ears (one that is through the thickest part of cartilage and would actually have been quite painful to get), and then there he goes being a sad toddler not getting his candy.
“. . . such a bad day. Such a bad time of everything. No call for filming and hiring all the new ones and now nobody wants to share with me ever again never. Never. I’m too old any more just dig me the grave and put me in it nobody wants old old man Joongie not even the sugar not even the little jellies. Beanies. Not even them.”
