❝ Do I look like I was born yesterday? I already told you to leave me alone! ❞
A low growl emitting from gritted teeth that were concealed by knitted tight lips, as a way to prevent her anger at the other from boiling over. Brows furrowed as grey hues were glaring imaginary daggers into the eyes of the other. She despised when some couldn't comprehend a simple phase indicating that she wasn't interested or desired to be beside herself. Shutting her eyes for a mere second she let out a deep sigh to calm herself enough so she could conversate with the individual.
❝ Look I’m trying to be as nice as I can, but your making it very difficult. ❞














