Called it.

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ’ 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐈 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 ? . . . ’ - Original / Au version of 𝐉𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝’𝐬 𝐒𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧 - ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

Ya’ll number crunching two-faced dully dogs don’t know how to soft block and it shows.

Nothing towards you.

There’s a lotta things that make my eyes wanna shrivel up and die. These are one of those times.

Anndd I’m not surprised the glower has nothin’ to show for up here. ( knocks his own noggin )

So it took you 3 whole minutes to write all of this ? Contemplating if I even got the patience to acknowledge anything you just said.

( 𝒔𝒉𝒓𝒖𝒈𝒔 . ) Confident people don’t exactly tell it to the world though, do they ? Neither do they have to feel so much of a need to defend themselves. But again, 𝑰’𝒎 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 .

Pretty sure those are synonyms. ( grizzled head cranks slightly, beady eyes scrutinizing every movement before them ) Jeff, by the way. In case you were wondering who had the fuckin’ audacity.

No, I don’t. ( head returns to its defaulted state while ivory hands rest themselves in the frontal pocket of his sordid hoodie ) I kinda thought I was bein’ so painstakingly friendly. Almost offered up the cup of sugar like a good little neighbor.

By standin’ . And lookin’ at me . ( his head gestures towards him with a quick nod before his body lazily lunges, shoulders shrugging simultaneously before dropping ) Just like how you’re doin’ right now . ( small brow quirk )

( Wow, what an idiot. He fuckin’ fell for it. This was Jeff’s cue to quietly disappear. Not from the area itself, but from where he was previously standing. )

Ever think about how blind people know when to stop wipin’ their ass.