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When Iris poked him, the trunk dropped with a loud CRASH!
Whirling around, Jimbo glared at the guilty party. "MUST YOU?"
But, of course, his dad had to go and burst out laughing whilst his mum - more composed - snickered. Jimbo ignored them. It's just LIKE them to go and laugh. Pft. No feeling sorry for Jimbo, no yelling at Monty - NOTHING. Just LAUGHTER. They are cruel, cruel people. Which Jimbo felt the need to voice just a moment later, to which they laughed even more.
Annoyed, Jimbo didn't even bother to greet Monty back. He just crossed his arms and sulked.
Once he was able to calm his laughter down at the look on his son's face, Daniel Farley turned to the small girl who was the cause of it all. "Hi, there. I'm Daniel, this lunatic's father." He held out his hand for her to take and he could feel the glare coming from Benjamin's direction. What a dramatic boy.
Smiling at the pretty young girl, Lexine introduced herself as well, right after her husband. "I'm the mother, Lexine. And I must apologize for any grief my annoying son might have caused you at any point in your life. He is quite the handful."
"MUM! You're not supposed to say stuff like that! Especially not to my FRIENDS!"
But besides a scoff, she ignored him, focused only on Monty, the trunk dropper. (Tee hee, geddit?) Stupid, stupid Monty.
Iris winced and then grinned when Jimbo’s trunk fell to the ground. When he spun around, Iris burst out laughing.
“Yes… Obviously.” She looked over to his parents when she heard them laughing. Hehe.
“Oh c’mon, Jimbo. Don’t be a Drama King!” She said, frowning at him when he folded his arms. Silly boy.
And then the HOT man spoke up. She shook his hand as he spoke.
“Nice to meet you, Daniel.” OOFT. Jimbo Seniour sounded as hot as he looked. Which meant he’s STILL come across as hot if he was like … a radio DJ or something. Hehe.
“I’m Iris…” Would they even
know her as ‘Iris’? … Jimbo’d only ever called her Iris a couple of times, so it was probably unlikely.
“You have a pretty name.” She said simply when his mum introduced herself. And then she giggled at the next thing she said.
“Oh no… No grief. Just a lot of mayhem and havoc.” Hehehe.
“JIMBO! Shudduuuuuup. It’s not like she’s telling me a reeeeally embarrassing story. It’s the truth. You are a handful. *hehe*” Iris looked back to Jimbo’s mum and grinned.
She was very nearly tempted to ask Jimbo if he wanted help with his trunk. But that would probably make him have MORE of a sulk.