No, you’re right. You wouldn’t care enough to celebrate.
You probably wouldn’t even notice I was gone.-stares at him, bewildered- Is there a reason you’re assuming all of this?
Because that’s how you act.
-gives a small shrug-
And who knows, maybe the anon knows more than you think.
How am I supposed to act around someone that continues to call me a pussy, other than ignoring them? -/It drives my patience./ he sighs- Regardless if the anon knows more or not, I do not wish that anything bad happens to you. Now I have to go. I wish you a happy Valentine’s Day, Gilbert. Guten Morgen.
-crosses his arms- Oh, I don’t know, not act like a pussy, then? But whatever, later.
How am I supposed to act around someone that continues to call me a pussy, other than ignoring them? -/It drives my...