Excuse me? ~~João Felix
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"Why did you walk away when I was talking to you? That's pretty rude don't you think?."
I cross my arms over my chest, in disbelief of this guy. "Don't you think it's pretty rude to say 'I know' when someone says 'it's nice to meet you?'"
"Not really."
I scoff, "wow. I really was right-except for that one part." I mutter to myself but I'm guessing I said that a little to loud, given that João is now giving me a confused look. "What?"
"What were you right and wrong about?" He tilts his head to the side, now crossing his arms over his chest.
Well shit...he looks hot as fuck right now.
I look away to gather myself, then I look back at him. "I was right about you being a bitch." I smile proudly.
His face scrunches up, "that's rude, but whatever." He rolls his eyes, "what were you wrong about."
I'm not gonna tell him that I was wrong about him begging ugly because that would only boost his ego. "I'm actually quite thirsty! Tata, João." I blow him a kiss that turns into me sticking the middle finger up.
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