❝ 𝙄 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙚𝙚𝙡 𝙖𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 ❞
⤅𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗮𝘁𝘇
(n.) used as a poor
substitute(inferior one)
for something
priced.
Almost after twenty years of sleepless night, the scientists has created a humanoid android,an advanced AI who could...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
EIGHT
ALO NE
NOTHING COULD BE more interesting for the male with glasses than to hear the non stop chattering of the female in a place where he wanted nothing but complete peace and silence,
" so, this guy comes in right and say how'you doing and then bam all the ladies and I mean everyone goes damn that's the man, that's the dadd-"
" oh my God. Shut up!" snapped the brunet heavily," Jesus Christ." he mumbled, taking off the rounded glasses he wore," I can't believe you have an IQ of 146 and you still manage to talk gibberish."
(Y/n) scoffed the statement made by the brunet," oh please," she said, rolling her eyes, for some reasons she didn't seem much offended by his offensive comment as though it wasn't new but habitual now to hear unkind comments from him," speak for yourself,Jiminie. I'm much more intelligent than you and watching shows improves your mental being,bitch." she sneered.
Jimin scowled, looking nauseous all of a sudden," Jiminie?", he spat, frowning," Jiminie who?," he questioned placing both of his bowled fist on the table," Miss (surname)! I told you to drop that name, didn't I? I told you very clearly, you and I are not friends, we ar-"
" can I have you order?"
(Y/n) nodded, looking happy as always being completely ignorant to the rants of the male sitting across her," hm, I'll take Ice Carmel Latte and salted brownies, please." she said, smiling at the beautiful lady," thank you," she added as the waitress wrote down her orders.
" what about you sir?", asked the lady beaming at the male who was shooting daggers at the very unbothered (Y/n),
Jimin drifted off his gaze from the sneering (Y/n) to the beautiful waitress," uhm," he cleared his throat nervously, realizing he hasn't even spare a look at the menu and that he didn't know what to order," I-," he was very puzzled on what to say (order)
" He'll take the same.thank you." bellowed (Y/n)'s voice from across him. The waitress nodded, writing down the orders she spared a smile at them before strolling off, gracefully as if she were a rampwalk model.
The female happily tapped her fingers on the table as while looking around her new (not really) surrounding, only if everyday was weekend she thought gloomily. She loved being out but sadly she wasn't allowed to.
