Hey hey, girly, wait.

Noticing that you didn’t pay attention to him, he was next to you in a few seconds.

Don't you fucking dare ignore me.

He put his hand on your shoulder from behind, forcing you to stop. He walked around you and stood right in front of you, looking down at you with a wide grin.

You're that "Charlie's bitch" who sat with her at the Seraphim meeting, right? Like.. moral support? Pfff.

He put his fist to his mouth trying to hold back his laughter.

Sorry, I just found it so funny the way you “evilly” looked at me. Oh gosh.