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….What.
……..What?
Did he just….he did, didn’t he?
Now there was an array of options she could go for. There was the classical blush and squeal like some sheltered schoolgirl, the anger-filled attempt to throttle him (which was the most appealing), and the plain way to just ask him why were the main ones. For simplicity’s sake, she’ll go with the latter…for now anyway.
“May I ask the reason for why you performed such an action?”
Giovanni offered the small girl a friendly enough smile, narrowing his eyes in an attempt to mask the emotions that they would betray.
Well, that certainly caught her attention.
Leaning away from the girl, he took on a more casual posture and shrugged, a grin still plastered across his face.
“To tell you the truth, ma’am, I honestly don’t entirely know for myself why I just, as you would put it, ‘preformed that action’ just now. I suppose that I just saw you there, and thought to myself, ‘she looks like a girl that would be nice to kiss.’ But mostly...”
He let the facade of false emotion disappear for just a moment, moving in close to her ear such that only she could hear.
“Mostly... And I don’t know why, but I find something about that pathetic face of yours to be absolutely repulsing.”
