when your mom forced you to walk out alone in the neighborhood because you’ve been in your room all day you bump into a tall guy you stare at him in annoyance and he looks down at you, you expected an apology.

“Well?”

he spoke coldly in a deep, relaxed tone. He bent down to your eye level

”for a midget you certainly are rude.”

he smirked down at you. Suddenly a little girl around four looked from behind him, his sister

she spoke in cute soft voice… “Is this your girlfriend..?”