“I could literally care less about- whatever it is you’re blabbering on about. If you don’t stop talking and let me work in peace, I’m throwing you out a window.” Damian said, looking back at his best friend with a deadpan expression. He was just trying to paint them. It wasn’t that hard. He instructed them to do one thing, and that was keep quiet and still.

Maybe that was two things, but whatever! It shouldn’t be that hard. And yet, every second they were squirming or adjusting their position!