¼ of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pls Quote:
Originally Posted by CreativeAllie18 Adam wasn't sure if Joao thought that he was stupid, but he wasn't, and of course Adam could pick up on the condescending note in Joao's tone when Joao addressed him. Adam gave a little nod of recognition in return...he didn't particularly care for the fact that Joao was referring to him as amigo because that was something they were definitely not.
Deep breath Adam. Be. Civil. "I'm doing alright...and yourself?" Adam asked, impressed that the words were able to come out quite cheerfully despite his prickly demeanor. Adam was bundled in his own black jacket, and had his hands shoved into his pockets. "I'm surprised you aren't here with Louisa," Adam said, giving the boy a rather neutral look. "It seems like a good place for a date...is she meeting you here or something?"
Perhaps the boy thought that he could have the satisfaction of telling Adam of Louisa and his situation himself, but it was unfortunately for him he was not going to get that satisfaction. Adam was stuck in a kind of linger position where he couldn't figure out if he should be clocking the boy in the face or attempting to get to know him better for the sake that him and Louisa were a relatively new couple and he figured that they were going to be together for a while. Well, at least this boy was clever enough to acknowledge him. At least he didn't try to not see him at all or that kind of idiocy. Because João sure knew how to make a person's life a hell. It was good to see people saved him from such measures.
He was doing alright, was he? Without departing his eyes from his face with that mocking smirk on, he wondered for a moment whether he was hiding his fists in the pockets of even his wand. This alley was dark and far enough... getting up in a swift half-jumping motion, he let out a nasty, almost spoilt chuckle. "Oh I'm great, thanks." So Louisa had told him. Hardly made any difference. "We'll be meeting soon enough, don't you worry your loser self with such details." His nasty smirk got bigger. "And I'm surprised you are even here... but I guess that's what losers do, spying on the others they can never be."
It wasn't an insult even near his standarts, but English limited his ability. If only he knew any Portuguese. |