_{———IT’S THE KIND OF WORDING THAT MAKES HIS EYE TWITCH. not in the way its imagery danced in the mind — disgusting, revolting, as though it were made to have the skin crawl — but rather how such a tactic ought to be employed. was this kid trying to intimidate him? he rubbed a circle into his palm, thumb then lifting to brush his own lip.}

     _{❝ i don’t get it…  wouldn’t you be more concerned about why someone is sucking your fillings out? ❞
he smiled, biting down on the nail bed softly as though it bothered him. brows knit together in an inquisitive look, he laughed as he stared the other down from where he stood.} 

   

❝ is it everyday you approach with that kind of ice breaker? ❞