He paused thoughtfully then grinned, “I know one. But come on, do you not see that? That stupid is always bad, stupid is insufferable. I see that same thing day in day out, and you’re tired of stupid people well I’m tired of people treating anything a bit dumb, a bit silly, hell, anything kind or nice, as lesser. I’m tired of purposefully edgy or nihilistic attitudes masked as simply being smarter or better because they don’t get drunk, they don’t listen to Taylor Swift they don’t know what shrek is. God, making these people happy day in day out, now that’s tiring.” He sped up as he went on, culminating in a sudden stop. He looked straight down and let out a long huff of air through his nose. “Okay, so this might not have anything to do with you.”
Eva stared at him for a long moment, one sculpted brow lifted as she waited for him to finish his little rant. “Okay. Someone definitely pissed in your cornflakes,” she muttered before turning and pulling down a couple of bottles before finding one of the ones her mother had stashed in the back. It was an old bottle, one that she knew couldn’t be bought through any regular channels, and she simply poured him a drink. “Are you done? Or do I need to get headphones?” She wasn’t helping, but she seldom did. “If you want someone that enjoys sort of stuff you’re talking about? Try the guy half passed out in the booth in the corner.”
“Well if that’s the case, spill it, sweetheart. Gimme all the juicy details.” he grinned, leaning on his elbows with exaggerated enthusiasm.
“Tell me everything you know.”
“What do you want to know and what do I get out of it?” she countered, smirking and crossing her arms. Usually she traded information, but she doubted he had any stories she could really use.
“Of course,” he smiled, blushing a little. “All good things, I promise.”
Sera immediately read the situation and knew to pull back a little.
“He’s been telling me how nice you’ve been to him and how glad he is to have a friend who doesn’t treat him like those awful kids at school,” Sera explained, trying to ease Aislynn’s worries. “It’s nice to see my boy happy for once, so thank you for that, Aislynn.”
She gave another hesitant smile, half hiding her face against Teddy’s arm. She hadn’t been expecting this and, on a less stressful day, she would have been bright red
“I-it’s mutual,” she murmured, glancing down at her feet for a moment. He was the only thing that made school even remotely tolerable and definitely the only thing she was going to miss when she got her dads to transfer her.
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