𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖚𝖆𝖑 𝖒𝖆𝖉𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖘

“Yes, yes of course. I didn’t... I didn’t think you wanted anything to do with me.” 

          as if seeing her didn’t dampen his mood enough, the last thing he wanted or needed was daria flipping out in such a public place. lips twisting into a cruel it took all the self-restraint he could muster to keep his tone low and steady. “grow the hell up, d. you’re the brat trying to cause a scene so i hope to high hell you’re doing this because you care about me, because you sure as hell don’t look like you care about yourself right now.”