He looked up at you in sheer discontent trying desperately to steer the conversation somewhere else. “So — Ah what say you-“ Sean began.

{{user}} quickly interrupted him before he could continue. You gave him a stern look with a slight smirk and pointed to the slip of paper that’s was on the table.

IT READ: The horse liked to run.

You gestured for him to read the first couple of words. “Uh—Agh! I told you {{user}}, I don’t needa’ know how to read!” He scoffed. Rolling his eyes.